<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/66/ShinMinAvi.png)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Shin Min-hee<br/><strong>Element :</strong>Earth<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Stone Disk ---> River ---> Tea House<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Wu Cai, Yu Fan-fay, Scholar Qiguan Lin Sung<br/><hr/><br/>Wu Cai’s kick struck her square in the chest and completely unseen through the dazzling light that temporarily blinded her.  Speckles of moisture left a temporary silhouette behind before following Shin Min-hee into the water below.  It all happened very slowly for Min-hee, the sudden compression of foot to chest, the sense of weightlessness before gravity took hold.  Even the apologetic look in Wu Cai’s mahogany eyes felt like a frozen moment until she hit the water and time slammed back into place.  Her impact sent paper boats wobbling in all directions.<br/><br/>Min-hee sputtered to the surface seeking the cause of her distraction.  It was impossible to miss the midnight black hair surrounding porceline skin, the delicate cheekbones and crimson bow of her lips.  Those lips held a mocking smile and her silken tresses were pin with a golden crane. Yu Fan-fay shrugged her perfect shoulders before disappearing from the rail of the Teahouse.<br/><br/>The paper boats had not reached shore before Min-hee reached the piers that held up the balcony of the tea house.  She climbed out of the water, her silk hanfu clinging to her body as she leapt from pier to pier bounding up to the balcony with ease.  Min-hee perched on the rail startling onlookers as she popped into view and dripping river water onto others.  Some were shouting at her trying to get one of the contestant’s attention or yelling for her to get out of the way, but she peered over their heads searching the crowd for any sign of Yu Fan-fay.  A glint of gold caught her eye and Min-hee looked for a way through the crowd that had pushed in around her. Seeing no other option she stepped lightly onto the crown of a spice merchant and ran across the head and shoulders of the onlookers.<br/><br/>“My apologies!” she called to the cries of dismay and anger. “So sorry!”<br/><br/>The sudden uphew that followed in her wake must have alerted Yu Fan-fay of her pursuit.  The elegant Fan-fay paused to look over her shoulder.  She brought her fingers to her lips and blew her former lover a kiss.  The force of the kiss kicked up dusk from the street and knocked hats from the finely dressed festival goers.  By the time it reached Min-hee it was enough to knock her from the bystanders and sent her flopping heavily onto a nearby chair jostling the table and teacup of the scribbling scholar Qiguan Lin Sung.<br/><br/>"Deepest apologies." she added trying to detach her soaking wet self from the chair so she could continue her pursuit.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>