“It is better to be feared than loved.”
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Post by Alice Himeno on Oct 1, 2016 23:21:15 GMT -5
Alice took the ice cream with a quiet verbal expression of thanks and followed the girl to a table where she sat in her usual stiff sitting position. A hand rested at an angle on her lap while the other held a spoon, although she made no initial motion to eat her ice cream yet. Now that she thought about it...it had been a while since she had last eaten anything sweet. She didn't have much of a sweet tooth; not to say that she wasn't fond of sweet things every now and then.
When Haruka spoke, the widow blinked, having had zoned out a little. She shifted her gaze up to the wolf, offering a slight chuckle to the first thing that was said and a graceful shake of the head to the second thing. "Thank you, but no thank you, miss Kumori. This is alright." Raising the spoon, she stared at the ice cream for a little longer before scooping a small portion of the top. The chill evaporated across her lips when she brought it close. Well, here went nothing...
Snowy lips soon closed around the tip of the spoon, and the ice cream flowed on to the widow's tongue. The sweetness almost came as a shock to her, which was evident by a slight twitch in her poker face. Definitely sweeter than she had remembered. It was good nonetheless. She kind of hoped the other hadn't seen her reaction, but knew that it was kind of inevitable. A chilled breath left her lips along with the spoon.
"It's good. Thank you, miss Kumori." She would pay the girl back - or at least persuasively try to - after this was over. It was Himeno custom, after all. She took a brief pause between each next small spoonful, trying to get herself used to the sweetness, again.
(It's alright~)
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Post by Haruka Kumori on Dec 13, 2016 17:47:02 GMT -5
Watching as the other ate, she her self took a slow bite letting some of the cream cover her lip, just to be licked off by her own tounge. Now, lets play 20 questions Haruka thought to her self . " So tell me Alice , you seem like you dont get out much, why is that ?"
The crimson haired girl thought for a moment then added " ill have to be careful now i dont wanna take all your first times away from your girlfriend , that would be a shame now wouldnt it ?"
She spoke with a teasing tone as another spoonful slipped past her lips. Who said 20 questions was for middle schoolers this is far more fun then she thought and she hadnt even gotten a answer yet. Smiling at this thought she could feel as the cool cream slide down her thoat, hmm yumm how she did love sweets.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 31, 2016 4:27:58 GMT -5
As Alice continued to slowly take small spoonfuls of her ice cream, she let her thoughts drift for a moment. It wasn't very proper or lady like to zone out, especially in the presence of another. She had found herself doing it much more often that she would have liked the past few months. It was frustrating to no end, yet almost a bit refreshing. A moment to escape into one's thoughts and tune out the world. It was cut short, however, for Haruka's voice lulled her quickly from her thoughts. She blinked away the far-off look in her frosted eyes and let her snowflake lashes fall over them a little, resuming her mysterious, guarded composure. She noticed her posture had slacked slightly in the midst of the slight zoning out episode and sat up straight again, keeping her back from touching the back of the chair as was seen as professional. A single chuckle slipped past her lips at the second thing that was said. Girlfriend. That word still sounded so new to her.
The question seemed like a simple one to answer, yet Alice took a few moments to think about it. She never was one to go out. From day one, her concept of the world were just the confines of the Himeno mansion. Lessons, private schooling, activities; all her time was encompassed by her duties at the manor, even if she did run off once or twice off its large, elegant grounds to escape its cage of grace and strict teachings. Sit, stay, speak softly, head up, back straight, bow at the waist, step off always with the left foot when walking, always walk alongside a man's right side when being escorted, be a good girl, smile, never slouch, never give into unladylike temptations or desires or curiosities, curtsy with the hem of your dress never surpassing a seven centimeter distance from your knees, never lower your eyes in conversation, never laugh loudly and always keep it brief and restrained, walk with a six inch gait with each step, move slowly and with elegance. She parroted all she saw like a marionette on the strings of family and expectations. Of the lineage's traditions. There wasn't much room for anything outside of the quaint yet stressful way of life. She was a swan with clipped wings. Yet not all birds had to fly to rebel against their teachings from time to time.
"A bird in a cage doesn't have much room to fly." She answered finally in her usual vague way. Her icy eyes glittered and she closed them for a moment as she took another light spoonful of the cold sweet, focusing on the chilled temperature of it. It wasn't far off from what her own temperature was like. As cold as a corpse, or even, a ghost. The eerie thought made her pause briefly, but she dismissed it.
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Post by Haruka Kumori on Jan 31, 2017 14:36:56 GMT -5
" A bird in a cage you say ? .. a very lucky bird id say"
I let my spoon slide between the frosty treat. The red haid closed her eyes to take in what she had just said giving a weak smile a chuckle slipped through her lips letting a warm breath slide between lips and into the cold air, causing a frosted mist. " Your about to learn a little secret of my my dear. "
Haruka opened one eye and its jewel like red glittered then the other followered suit ." You seem you have it hard, and i am sure you do, but forget not that you have both father and mother who do love you. The rest of the issues are... defently important, i dont disagree with you and your little blossoms cause . Yet you forget your little blossom and you have one thing thats diffrent "
Holding up a finger i gave a little smirk " infact your little girlfriend and i have more incommon . "
I let my hand fall and let my smirk faid " niether of us truly have a chage to go back too."
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Post by Alice Himeno on Feb 6, 2017 1:06:16 GMT -5
Snowflake lashes fluttered back open and the frosty eyes rested at their usual narrow, half-closed look. A secret. What sort of secret? The spider pulled the spoon from her lips and daintily scooped up a bit more of her ice cream. She hadn't made much progress so far, but it was only proper to eat a bit slow. She listened to Haruka's words quietly. It seemed as for both the pink haired girl and the wolf their was no home to which they could fully call their own. Alice felt her shoulder stiffen just a bit. With the spoon in her mouth, she dismissed the brief, initial shock she felt by biting the end of it lightly between her teeth.
"Is that so?" She responded finally, returning the spoon to the sweet frozen cream. Instead of taking another spoonful, however, she let it rest atop it, sticking it half-way in. "It seems many a girl at Astraea has an unfortunate tragedy as such to their name."
She stared at the forgotten spoon for a moment then let her gaze flicker to the red haired girl. "I'm sorry to hear that, miss Kumori."
Her tone was genuine. A cage might protect yet also trap, yet it did serve as a sort of home; a place to return to. Without one, a bird would wander restlessly, shadowed by the misfortune. A lonely existence.
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