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Post by Homura Hino on Jul 30, 2013 15:43:51 GMT -5
Homura had graceful movements, the only indication she was not floating was the soft tapping of her heels on the floor as she allowed Himiko to lead her. Ever patient, the small mistakes and stumbles that Himiko made only seemed to endear her, as though it was plain she was doing her best to impress, though she probably didn't have to try for that.
Her mind went to thoughts of what she could make for Himiko. If she wasn't picky, then Homura would have to figure out any allergies first, and then get creative. She then nodded afterwards, grinning.
"I'll make you something amazing. I'll just need a bit to come up with something, but I promise it'll be worth it." She laughed to herself, relaxing somewhat as the pair began to get used to dancing together. She knew by now that her blush was too obvious to hide, and tried to put it from her mind. Her worries often got the best of her, and she had been working hard on trying to make sure they didn't. She was here to enjoy her night, and by gosh, she would. Somehow, dancing here with Himiko felt... natural.
"You dance like a newly-coronated prince, though if you wanted to I'm sure you could be a princess," Homura commented, smiling. "I can see you're nervous, but you do your best to work through it and satisfy, regardless of your partner's worries. You carry yourself like a warrior, and you have a sort of unrefined grace about you. You shouldn't be so humble, you're a wonderful dancer."
Perhaps that was a little corny, she pondered as an afterthought. As the music took a turn into a faster tempo, she took the moment to adjust to it, knowing Himiko would likely do the same. The music had changed many times so far, but that never seemed to faze them.
She began to laugh at Himiko's suggestion of singing in thlIngan, the very thought of it amused her greatly. Her laugh was soft and gentle, but enough to show she was genuinely amused.
"I'd like that. I've heard you singing the choir songs, but it'd be an adventure to hear something you've come up with. I'm sure you'll be wonderful either way, though. Maybe you can even get famous for it."
For her, it was much like time was passing at a warped speed. Song by song went by, but she never paid attention to the lyrics, just the rhythm and beat, and they all seemed to flow into each other without stopping to the point where she didn't know where one started and another ended. She felt lost in Himiko's gaze, their quiet conversation much more interesting than anything around her, and for as lovely as Himiko found her, Homura found Himiko just as much - the ambience of the ballroom and her attire gave her the appearance of a dark ice prince, just enough to charm Homura out of her rational mind.
But what could she say now? So much had already been said, but the silence was at once comforting and deafening. Her heart was fluttering in the presence of the charming young woman she'd only previously spoken to in passing, so intent was she on her duties and responsibilities. Would things go back to how they were before after the night was over? After the magic of Astarea's balls was dried up until next time?
"Himiko-san..." she murmured. "Would you like to spend more time together? After today? I mean, aside from me cooking something for you..."
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Post by Hikari Suzumi on Jul 30, 2013 17:08:00 GMT -5
Himiko felt as if the ball was all just a wonderful dream, one which oddly didn't feel like it would end. Or at least she hoped it wouldn't. She'd come at the encouragement of friends who were scattered around the auditorium. There had been no anticipation of anything particularly special happening at the winter ball. And yet her whole world revolved around the shining brilliance of one girl she'd decided to call out to.
Maybe it was destined to happen, or maybe she'd just gotten really lucky. Himiko took a long time to even notice that her partner was also blushing, in fact more so than herself. The only indication that she'd noticed was a simple raise of the eyebrow in surprise. All of this felt really nice, but she'd wondered if it was just her. That blush was as honest as emotions got. It told Himiko that her partner was probably feeling the same way as her. Just what did that mean for the future?
"A good meal will take time to prepare, so don't worry about making me wait for it Homura!" she exclaimed enthusiastically, momentarily breaking the peacefully quiet tone of their conversation. Rather than blush at her outburst Himiko just grinned and kept on dancing. If Homura's cooking was as impeccable as her fashion sense the result would be absolutely divine.
Her smile softened again with the newest batch of compliments Homura gave her. Himiko waited to respond as the music's tempo picked up. She'd just become sure of herself at the slower tempo, and now she had to adjust. It took her full focus to not step on Homura's toes, but somehow she managed. Of course there were a few miscues in the process but she didn't fall or anything. Once she was comfortable with the pace she gazed back into her partner's eyes.
"As a warrior I appreciate your words of praise. Though I was not being humble, you are a superior dancer to me and I acknowledge that. In fact I appreciate it since it gives me something to go off of," she told her partner, "And I can be satisfied with being a prince, though if there was a coronation it doesn't hold a candle to this. Dancing, I mean. With you."
"Oh, it's not something I've come up with, it's an actual song from the program. It doesn't have the catchy beat of a pop song or the soaring melody of a choir song, but it's special to me. Like it reaches deep into my soul and strikes a chord," Himiko related about the idea of singing for Homura, "I'm sure there's no market for a girl who sings in thlIngan, but I'd be happy to sing for you anytime. I'll be sure to balance it out with something that'll sound nicer to your ears too. So you get two songs for the price of 'free'!"
Himiko laughed at her own remark, then settled back into dancing. Things were becoming more clear as the music seemed to fade into the periphery of her mind. The girl she was dancing with wasn't just any girl. She was incredibly pretty, supportive of Himiko's interests, interesting in her own right and had so many things in common with Himiko. More than that, being close to her - feeling her warmth, gazing upon her, speaking to her so openly - felt unquantifiablely right. There was no doubt in Himiko's mind how she was feeling.
It took a lot to leave her at a loss for words. This was one of the rare instances where that was exactly what happened. Being a warrior demanded she be courageous and explain how she felt to the girl who'd made her feel that way. Was it okay to feel like this right now? Himiko didn't know, and didn't care. She knew what she felt but didn't know how to say it. Couldn't make it come out. Then Homura surprised her by quietly asking if they could spend more time together.
Her eyes went wide in surprise again. Himiko's heart skipped a beat again. The girl in the white uniform stumbled just a little as she processed the request. Now that didn't mean that Homura was thinking the same thing, but it was kind of close. To Himiko it felt that way. And if Homura could say that to her, couldn't she summon the courage to say something herself?
"Homura, I.." she was actually speechless for a moment before she whispered, "I.. I really like you."
The confident warrior diminished, leaving Himiko looking uncertain and blushing. She managed to forge ahead, though, "I'd love to spend more time with you. I don't know if you feel that way too, but I do.. and you can call me just 'Himiko'."
She really hoped she hadn't just shot herself in the foot with a disruptor gun from her favorite sci fi show.
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Post by Homura Hino on Jul 30, 2013 19:41:05 GMT -5
The way that Himiko regarded herself as a warrior had Homura simultaneously charmed and curious - such an odd way to think of oneself, but if it gave someone purpose, she figured it would be excellent for them. Everyone needed a purpose, though in contrast she still wasn't quite sure what hers was. Her life had been a long string of doing as she was told and trying not to disappoint anyone, she rarely got to live for herself.
So when it came to the fact that she was faced with a very strapping, beautiful young woman before her, music surrounding them, she could hardly believe what was happening. Half of her expected to simply wake up and it to be the day of the ball, and she'd go through her day and the night would be uneventful, and the other half knew it to be true.
They had always said that there was magic in the Astarea balls, that love could bloom in them braided like a knot. It had a way of entwining destinies together like a pair of knitting needles. Perhaps the meeting of herself and Himiko had been pre-destined, but simply needed a small but essential push. That would explain what was happening now.
And why it felt so right. Sure, she'd had crushes before, and sure, they'd always made her feel fluttered, but it was nothing to the intensity of this. What had started as a casual thing between acquaintances was turning into something she couldn't deny - genuine attraction. Why hadn't she spoken to Himiko outside of their work before?
She likes me?
Her heart skipped a beat when she said it, and the latter request, to simply call her by her name. Always a formal one, Homura felt awkward about this though of course she'd accept the request, it was only polite. Himiko left very little question about just what her words really meant, and Homura was speechless.
She likes me?
She nodded wordlessly, her eyes wide and her expression dumbfounded. Finally, as the tempo of the music slowed once more, she took a deep breath and found her words, pursing her white-lipsticked lips and then speaking.
"I was confused at first, but I... I think I do feel that way too. I know we don't know each other too well, but I'd like to get to know you more... Astarea balls have a way of bringing people together. Maybe this is what's happening. My heart is pounding, it feels so... right to be dancing here with you, Himiko-sa - Himiko."
She smiled bashfully after speaking, her gaze sidecast.
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Post by Hikari Suzumi on Jul 30, 2013 20:33:45 GMT -5
There had never been a more suspenseful yet short period of time in Himiko's life. She'd done it. Actually told Homura that she liked her. Now she was concerned that her words had overwhelmed her dancing partner, misjudged what the girl thought of her. Homura's dumbfounded expression gave Himiko cause for concern as well. The anxiety showed in her own expression as she tried to focus on dancing while waiting for an answer. Himiko had put her heart out there, but how would Homura reply?
Then finally she appeared ready to speak. In the background the music slowed as if to accompany this very moment. Himiko anxiously watched as her partner collected herself and pursed her lips. Which made her realize that Homura's white lipstick wasn't a shade she'd seen before. She didn't use makeup much herself but could appreciate when it looked good one someone. This was one of those times.
All her anxiety was washed away when at last Homura spoke to her. She wasn't sure of herself, but spoke of many of the same things Himiko had been experiencing. Most significantly Homura actually called her by name without an honorific. It sounded so lovely coming from her fellow martial artist! Himiko's smile lit up her face as she transitioned to slow dancing fully and watched her partner smile bashfully. The admission of affection had been successful, but what came next?
"I know it's very sudden, but I think it's best to be honest with your emotions. Tonight I came here because of friends' encouragement, but I think I was meant to see you dancing. Then to join you dancing. And I feel exactly the same way, Homura.. being with you feels right," Himiko spoke, "My heart has been beating the same way as yours. I've never felt this way before."
She leaned her head forward a little as she added, "A prince like me couldn't hope for a prettier or more lovely girl than you to share her time with. You honor me, Homura."
Cheesy as it sounded, it was what Himiko felt. She then asked, "So what do you like, besides cooking, dancing and.. um.. me? Is there anything else you like to do?"
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Post by Shun Sando on Jul 30, 2013 21:10:03 GMT -5
The interactions between the pair seated with her, made for interesting observation. The shy and reserved Kagami had actually initiated contact with Maiko. As the two had previous history, it made sense that Kagami would find the tall Miator easier to be around. Shun, herself, was still an unknown element in this equation. Although, she seemed to be making some progress.
"Oh, but of course, Maiko-senpai." Shun responded with a smile and a nod, "I always endeavor to ensure that each member of my audience can walk away with a smile."
When the line of questioning turned to her, once more, Shun leaned back in her seat and took a sip from her drink. It wasn't a bad question. In truth, she hadn't had much of a reason to think about it. But, it did deserve a thoughtful reply.
"I suppose..." she said, "It would depend on the performance. I'm sure I could found a number of exquisite outfits that could match any particular theme."
With a slight smirk she leaned back forward, "It would just be a matter of finding the proper assistant...or assistants....who could pull such outfits off."
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Post by Homura Hino on Jul 30, 2013 21:19:56 GMT -5
Homura waited with baited breath for a response, her amber eyes finally meeting Himiko's once more, gazing at her curiously under long lashes. Well, she hadn't expected this to happen. She hadn't expected anything to happen, really, other than to come back to her dorm and crack down on her studies - they had to continue, even during breaks, after all. Perhaps that's why her friends thought she was a hard nut to crack?
She nodded in agreement to Himiko's assessment of emotions, it was true.To be honest with emotions was to be honest with ones' truest self, and she wanted everyone to be true to themselves, even if she had a hard time following her own advice. Of course, that was something she could work on. After all, she had plenty of time at Astarea to get herself straightened out.
Homura smiled widely at Himiko's question, considering it for a moment. How much could she tell? She had a feeling that Himiko wouldn't judge her for whatever she said, but opening up to people was still a new thing for her. She wasn't sure if she could. But the dance continued, and the safe feeling stayed, so she nodded.
"Well, when I was little I didn't really have much room for interests... it was always studying or practising. I think that might be why I am so reserved. I do like to study, though. One of my favourite subjects is history, especially ancient civilizations, particularly South American and Northern European ones, as we don't study very much of those here in Japan. My father collects obscure literature as well, so I've read quite a bit of classic books though mostly translated into Japanese... somehow I feel like Shakespeare's sonnets have less impact in the translation. Also when I go home during the summer, I'll admit I do like the occasional video game or television show, though I don't really do a whole lot of that... oh, and I have a cat, and I like to spend a lot of time with her when I'm at home. I used to enter her in shows, but she's gotten old now."
She sounded boring to herself, but she wondered if Himiko would be interested in any of this. She vaguely recalled that Himiko was on the equestrian team, so mentioning an animal might have been the way to go, there.
She paused, then continued. "What can you tell me about yourself, then? There must be something under that warrior exterior, and I'd really like to know what it is."
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Post by Yukiko Kouri on Jul 31, 2013 2:07:52 GMT -5
"Well I'm glad you don't think it's silly... But I'm no princess, Acchan." She said softly, giving the blonde a modest smile. "I'm not exactly royal material... I'm more like the fortunate peasant who happened to stumble upon the most beautiful princess in the land." Her voice was soft, but the happiness shone through clear as day as she leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on the smaller girl's cheek. It was then that she noticed Atsuko's small wave. Her cerulean orbs scanned the room, wondering who she had been waving to. She smiled when she noticed Maiko sitting at one of the tables. 'Huh...I didn't know Acchan knew Maiko-san too. Small world.' She thought, giving the blue-haired Miator a wave as well. She couldn't really tell if she had noticed or not, but she didn't really have much time to think about it. The snowy haired Spican couldn't help but smile as her girlfriend playfully tried to get her to eat a cookie. With mock stubbornness, she refused, covering her mouth with her hand as she attempted to stifle a giggle. After a few minutes of playful refusal, she opened her mouth and took the cookie, smiling brightly.
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Post by Hikari Suzumi on Jul 31, 2013 3:42:10 GMT -5
Another thing Himiko noticed about this special girl she was dancing with was her eyelashes. So long an elegant, undeniably feminine. She might have decently long ones herself, but without something to enhance them they were harder to notice. Every new thing she learned about Homura just endeared the amber eyed girl to her more.
So it was with rapt attention that Himiko listened to Homura's answer to her question about other interests. She wasn't as academically inclined herself, though she wasn't a terrible student. If that were the case she wouldn't even be attending school on Astraea Hill. Some of what Homura spoke of was material the girl was unfamiliar with. Himiko could understand the motivation to learn things that weren't taught in regular classes though. It made her happy that Homura liked to study up on other stuff, and she seemed to have a wide range of interests. The part about the cat was just icing on the cake. Though she had a horse she also had a soft spot for smaller, furrier pets as well. Even the things she didn't totally get, though, were interesting purely because they were what Homura liked.
Then, as she should have anticipated, Homura turned the question around and asked about Himiko. Rather than be surprised by that which she hadn't anticipated fully Himiko simply laughed a little. Homura was referring to her as a warrior still, which made Himiko very happy. Thinking along warrior-like terms had helped her become open to others and involved in sports, which had made her friends. It was at the root of the constructed culture which had inspired her. That her dancing partner seemed to respect and value that made Himiko pleased. Since she'd just heard a good amount about Homura, she felt compelled to respond in kind.
"Well, I'm not just a student council member and martial artist, but I'm on the equestrian team. So I'm the proud owner of my own horse! His name's Kronos and I think he might be the only stallion in Spica's entire corral. All the other girls on the team that I know have mares. I'm sure Kronos appreciates the fact that he doesn't have any competition," she began, laughing at her last comment before continuing, "I really like science fiction, so I have a few books that I've read a few times on my bookshelf. Not just books either - I like watching movies and TV shows, as long as the writing isn't really bad. It's hard to suspend your disbelief if things are hard to follow. You know that my sister Kanna is an almost washed up idol singer, but I have another sister named Hinako, who's a full time teacher. She's usually really busy with her job, so I haven't talked to her much since she left home for work a few years ago."
Himiko hesitated before blushing and adding, "And.. my appearance here isn't totally honest, Homura. I.. I have vision problems, so I'm wearing contact lenses right now. In my room I usually wear my glasses though. It's a lot easier to do that than try and wear my contacts all day."
She paused again before asking, "Um.. Homura, is it weird if two girls like each other.. I mean, really like each other.. and then one of them thinks she wants to try kissing sometime?"
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Post by Homura Hino on Jul 31, 2013 8:49:52 GMT -5
Homura listened intently as her partner spoke. For some reason, she liked seeing people talk about their interests, because they always looked so animated and happy. When it came down to it, she thought they were always happiest talking about things that made them happy. That, in turn, made Homura happy. Especially because the one speaking was the very special girl before her.
Homura found a few things both strange and fascinating about Himiko. She wouldn't deny Himiko was different from most girls, and also very much the same. In any person, there were multiple facets to them that gave them a simultaneous simplicity and complexity that merged together to create a whole, and Himiko was no exception. Where she was interested in something rare - science fiction, which Homura was somewhat familliar with as her mother was known to watch that sort of thing when she thought nobody was around - and also something rather common, horses. Once more Homura was taken in by her. In reality, she'd learned more about Himiko, but it had opened more questions than it'd answered.
And she wore glasses. Homura found glasses adorable, and had always wondered why they weren't more popular.
Admittedly she somewhat envied Himiko, having siblings. Even though one had been cruel to her, Homura had always herself wondered what it was like to have siblings, people who were constantly there around the same age. Though perhaps that came from Homura being a rather lonely child, and she wondered what her life would be like if she had had siblings.
She was jerked from these thoughts by Himiko's question. Curiosity sparked in her and she tilted her head in consideration of it. Then, she shook her head. "No, I don't think so. I wouldn't consider it weird, and certainly a number of people here wouldn't. If anyone has a problem with something like that it's more of a reflection on them than anything else," she paused, the continued with a smile. "I think I'd like to meet Kronos. He sounds like quite a character, and I've never actually seen a horse up close before. I'm also interested in some of your books, if you don't mind?"
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Post by Hikari Suzumi on Jul 31, 2013 14:14:53 GMT -5
A great relief spread across Himiko's expression as her partner gave a reassuring answer to the kissing question. She was relieved because the thought had crossed her mind and seemed a little bit different than everything else she felt for Homura. The more consideration she gave it, though, the more it felt like an extension of these genuinely deep feelings for the orange-brown haired girl. Now whether she could try it out was a different matter. What she knew about such things was that it should take place in the right moment. Otherwise the action wold be wasted.
It did cross her mind that Homura looked really cute when she tilted her head in thought. There was something extra special about the way this girl did it in particular. Himiko held back a sudden urge to just hug her partner in the middle of dancing, just barely. Dancing was just as good for now. There'd be time to just hold Homura in her arms later.
"I'm glad to know that my thoughts weren't weird," was all she said about Homura's answer to her question.
She was quite animated as she responded to Homura's requests, "I'm sure that Kronos wouldn't mind meeting you some time. Be warned that he's a little bigger and stronger than the other horses. But he's actually very sweet and appreciates any attention he gets. And I'd be happy to lend you some of my books, Homura. Anything you want to borrow is fine by me!"
A goofy smile spread across her lips as she suggested, "Hey, maybe I should read one of them to you. Or you can read some of your classics to me? Just think, the two of us in pajamas, sitting on a bed and huddled over a good book! It'd be nice and warm in the middle of winter, and I'd probably keep stealing glances at you..."
She blushed, then laughed at herself, "There I go, saying too much! I'm off guard.. and you know, I don't mind it at all."
Once more she paused, gazing at Homura before coyly adding a little more, "Oh, I also really love your hair.. the color, how long it is, how soft it looks! It just makes you even prettier than you already are. Though I think you shine brightest just because you're you."
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Post by Homura Hino on Jul 31, 2013 19:53:34 GMT -5
A wide grin appeared on Homura's face as Himiko went off on a tangent in her fantasies - fine by Homura in her opinion - and she had to admit it was quite adorable to see just how excited the brunette could get. She had to admit, though, the idea of a slumber party did appeal to her, especially if it had books involved. Although she wasn't actually a very talented student, spending many hours every day to keep her grades high, she did have a love of learning and literature. On her own terms.
Of course, she didn't think her thoughts were weird. Certainly anyone here who did think such things were weird were obviously new or misguided in what they sought. She considered that Himiko's taste in books was very different from her own, but going out of her usual zone could make for an interesting change though her family would probably chide her for it. But, then, the thought occurred to her that perhaps they'd never need to know. What they didn't know had never hurt them before, right?
Well, except for that time her mother had stepped on a poisonous spider and got a fang in her foot. That was a case of what she didn't know hurting her, but Homura considered that to be an - hilarious and simultaneously terrifying, admittedly - outlier and not to be counted.
"You flatter me, Himiko-sa- Himiko," it would take her some time to get used to that. She called everyone by an honorific. It was simply proper. "But this isn't how I appear every day. Usually I just braid a bit back and let it hang... nothing special to it. I thought I should do it nice, to go with the dress, but I might have gone a bit overboard. I thank you for the compliments, though."
She disagreed, though, to Himiko's assessment of shine. Who shone the brightest in the room? It was the shining prince in white, of course, much more than the delicately glittery girl in blue, at least to her amber eyes.
"But I humbly disagree - you shine far more than I, though perhaps it is more about perspective?"
She paused after this, slowing the dance. Her face was flushed both from her flustered state but also from the exertion from dancing for so long. She took a breath, and then smiled.
"I could use some water... what do you think? And for the record, I would love to spend some time reading with you. Over tea!"
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Post by Hikari Suzumi on Jul 31, 2013 20:42:03 GMT -5
Himiko had to wonder just what was going through Homura's mind when she'd broached the subject of reading books together. She was sure that the amber eyed girl would be amenable to it. Even though the initial mention was more of Himiko's imagination than anything, the idea really had her excited. Already she was going through a mental checklist of books she owned which she could read to Homura. Should she pick something with a really deep and complex setting? Something a little simpler? Maybe a short story perhaps? The possibilities were mind boggling.
She disagreed with Homura's assessment of her hair. It wouldn't matter how the girl did it up, if she did it up at all. No matter what state it was in Himiko would have found it pretty. Not to mention that how Homura described her typical hairstyle sounded really cute. Since they were going to see a lot more of each other, Himiko was going to get to see it! Just another thing that got her excited about how things had turned out at the ball.
"I think you would look great no matter if your dressing up for an event like this or just lounging around in your room. How you appear every day is as Homura, right? That's all I need," Himiko spoke gently, more of her 'in private' personality coming out. No need to be as boisterous right now.
She laughed a little at her statement of disagreement, "Then I guess we need to compromise. How about we agree that we're both shining brightly this evening because we're together?"
Himiko wasn't oblivious to her partner's condition either. They'd been dancing for a long time, but that time had just flown by. Only now did she realize that Homura must be tired after all of this. The warrior prince in white blushed at the realization, hoping she hadn't pushed Homura too far. It would be disgraceful if she had tired out her partner because they were talking so much.
"I could use some water... what do you think? And for the record, I would love to spend some time reading with you. Over tea!
"That sounds like an excellent idea, Homura. Consider it a date for later, just you and I with some books and tea. We only need to decide whose room to use for it! Maybe we can alternate rooms if we do it more than once," Himiko suggested, then addressed the question with a grin, "Allow me to escort you to the refreshments, my lady!"
For emphasis she clicked the heels of her boots and stood to attention proudly. As she gazed over at Homura, she smiled with a joy that only would come when you'd found someone this special to be with. Acting her role as the prince she offered an arm for Homura to take hold of. She left her hand free in case her partner wanted to just hold hands instead.
In either case, once they began moving off the dance floor, Himiko blushed and quietly asked, "Homura.. can I... do you want to try kissing some time? I'm sorry to broach the subject.. nevermind."
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Post by Homura Hino on Jul 31, 2013 21:08:35 GMT -5
Homura was much less concerned about what she'd read with Himiko - her choice would obviously be one of Shakespeare's plays, or at least one of the old short stories she had. She wondered if Himiko would perhaps be interested in Sherlock Holmes, with her affinity for Science Fiction, which often merged in with mystery stories from what she knew of the genre.
Her expression seemed to melt with a smile when Himiko continued to compliment her, however, her gaze made it obvious she was greatly flattered from the words. Perhaps Himiko was unaware how her words affected others, though she spoke a strange tongue she also had a way with words that worked like poetry.
Homura nodded at Himiko's suggestion to compromise. Everyone here was bright and shining tonight, the beauty of all the girls in the room made it seem to glow like the ice sculptures, but the one who shone brightest in her mind was Himiko. Who knew that a chance encounter could open a girl's eyes?
"It's a date." She said matter of factly, reaching up her hand and taking Himiko's arm daintily. Chin up, shoulders down, and just think... murder. The method for walking with confidence, even if someone didn't have any, was as simple as that, and right now she needed the self pep-talk. She was nervous, and a little excited too. She had been all night.
"Ah, how charming, thank you, Himiko." She smiled, curtseying curtly. Something about playing 'knight and lady' had her giggling on the inside in such a delightful way. Were her classmates looking at her? Were they jealous? They had plenty of reason to be, in her mind. She'd managed a date to the dance, and not just that, one of the prettiest girls she knew.
It was only after that that her mind registered Himiko's quiet question as they moved off the dance floor, toward the refreshment table. She tilted her head for a moment in thought.
"Hmmmm... sure. After a few dates." She gave a wink. Surely that would be enough of an answer to satisfy the question at hand.
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Post by Hikari Suzumi on Jul 31, 2013 21:45:56 GMT -5
Himiko spoke her mind so freely that she really wasn't aware of the power that her words held. Not the full extent of their power at least. All of her compliments were simply how she honestly felt about Homura. The fact that they had the effect of pleasing her partner was just a pleasant reward. At least to Himiko.
Hearing her partner state 'it's a date' made Himiko's heart skip a beat once again. She had to wonder if this was all really happening. It seemed like winter had come indoors, shedding sparkling flakes of snow which drifted down through the auditorium. Girls danced and talked, all decked out in fabulous formal wear. And in the middle of it all stood a special couple, the self-styled warrior and the girl she held dear. Did that make Homura a princess? Maybe if it were a fairy tale, but not necessarily sci fi. The atmosphere was dreamlike, and only Homura's dainty grip on her arm reassured Himiko that this was reality.
There was a new confidence in the way Himiko carried herself as they proceeded to the refreshments. It made her smile merrily to see her partner playing up the role of Himiko's princess so well. She felt filled with pride to be accompanying Homura, felt that pride swell in her chest. Though she didn't say anything aloud, a song went through her mind as they walked. In thlIngan no less. Try as she might she couldn't help but hum along with the tune.
She broke out of her reverie when Homura answered her question and winked. Himiko looked dumbfounded for a second, then broke into a wide smile, "It shall be as you wish! So long as you are able to tolerate the occasional hug from me. I.. I really look forward to each of those dates."
Soon they neared the table, and Himiko gestured to the refreshments, "Qapla! We've arrived, Homura! Would you like to take a seat, and I'll fetch something for you to drink?"
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Post by Homura Hino on Jul 31, 2013 22:14:26 GMT -5
She perked up at hearing Himiko's humming, straining to hear the tune over the noise of the music. What was she humming? The sound was strangely familiar, yet not at all. Fairy-tale or sci-fi, Homura knew that she'd be remembering tonight for a long time. And probably worrying about it, as she worried about many things.
Her mind raced as she was led to the table, removing her hand from Himiko's arm and folding her hands in front of her, adjusting the sash around her waist quickly before responding.
"Well, first of all, of course I don't mind hugs. Just do try to give me a little warning? I startle easily. Secondly, perhaps that table there is free. We could sit and have our drinks, then head back out later? It'll give us more chance to talk while not distracted by moving," she nodded, her thin lips curled into a smile as she gestured to a nearby table flanked by two chairs, decorated with a white snowflake-like table cloth and a candle.
She wondered once the formality of the evening wore off, the pair would be much more casual together. Homura found herself already planning outfits, though most of them seemed to fall into the category of 'turtle neck'. Of course, that was perfectly fine for her standards though the standards of presentable were a little different for others. Usually she got away with it by wearing a nice necklace over it, though, but she knew her normal shortcuts wouldn't work this time. For some reason, she wanted to impress.
She shook her head to put this from her mind, took a deep breath, and muttered something about just focusing on the now. Future Homura could take care of herself, and she needn't worry herself now. Especially not when things were going so well.
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