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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 17, 2015 13:26:08 GMT -5
Her answer seemed to have shocked Jessie a bit. It could have been taken as a joke, but the more the snowy spider pondered over it, she decided she did care for the boyish girl even if just slightly with a decisive search within herself. It was begrudingly admitted somewhere within her frozen self. As for her answer for the girl's own inquisitive response, she offered a silent gesture of her hand towards the bath full of ice. For those not used to its biting chill, the water would be agonizingly cold. To Alice, being naturally of a similiar temperature, it would make little difference.
Jessie still seemed nervous and begun rambling a bit. It was a common occurrence when nerves were stirred, she assumed. Of course the wintry spider hadn't ever experienced nervousness herself. Arachnids only became cautious, never quite nervous.
"That is okay." She agreed.
Her icy gaze drifted briefly back to her bandages hands. So someone actually cared for the venomous spider? Maybe not a lot but just a little. Though was it genuine? That was the ultimate question for both.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Dec 17, 2015 16:23:30 GMT -5
Jessie looked as Alice's arm rose to point to the tub,freeze to death,ah she was making sure I understood. Jessie thought,leading her to a slow nod,blushing of course.
" I..guess that's out of the question huh?"
She found her self sighing but smiled it was probably the worse idea ever and Alice cared enough to put a end to it. Jessie also noted that Alice was willing to go through with her rambling . " Alright let me just get the DVD player"
She left the bathroom ,pausing to say one last thing " please make your self comfy. I think everything has died by now. ".
Then opening a drawer she grabbed the portable media player and a DVD. Placing the disk in she hit play, skipping past the personal home videos she hit play at her mothers dance. Sitting on the couch she hit pause. As she waited for Alice.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 17, 2015 16:46:53 GMT -5
Alice made a soft noise in response when the girl spoke. Not really being used to the cold then plunging yourself into it all at once wasn't too wise of health. Being too cold could stir illness. Still, Jessie had stated she had wanted to understand her. The snowy spider found her to be an odd girl. Not quite odd in a negative way, but rather, amusingly so.
She watched the boyish girl head off to prepare the DVD player, informing the girl of that everything was of order now with the previous mess. Alice soon left the bathroom herself. She waited for Jessie to get everything ready before joining her on the couch. Smoothing out her uniform's skirt, the snowy spider kept a rigid posture with her spine straight, mimicking the form of a professional musician when they sat.
Shifting her frozen gaze to the screen, she let a hand rest just below her chin, ready to analyze. She awaited for the girl to press play.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Dec 17, 2015 17:05:00 GMT -5
" I know we can't do all of this, after all my mother was an acro dancer, and we are doing ball room. "
She felt close to the icy spirit, and there temperature was slowly becoming different. She looked at the posture of Alice then hers. She was surly less composed. Sitting up she tried to fix it a bit. Noticing that her couch was now even smaller then shed remembered. She tried to focus on the DVD,as she hit play.
The video began as in a dark tone. lighting a body in ribbons that flow down in a pink wave. The lights turned off,on again this time the figure shadow was a prince,lights went of again and once again a princess was there. Suddenly the ribbons left raising finding as a princess bent her hands to her outstretched leg. Where was the prince ? Suddenly a rope of the pink fabric fell a man twirled around the princess and spiraled down to grab hold of the young womans hands causing her to lift up standing on her one leg that was left to lay on the ground she twirls around,the mans feet hit the floor and they began to dance a beautiful ball room dance.
There dance was laced with tricks after wards. Many of them Alice and Jessie had tried.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 17, 2015 19:20:15 GMT -5
So this was a video staring Jessie's mother? Alice shifted a little to adjust herself before settling once again into her stiff position. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Jessie do something of the same. Even though she wasn't really quite conscious of it, she sensed the beginning of the conflict of their temperatures. Of the gradual warmth and cold.
Frozen blue orbs trained on the screen as the video started, opening to a cascading pink ribbon. The scene quickly shifted to a prince, then just the woman again. Then came a stream of the pink ribbons and the prince once more and the two intervened into an enchanting acrobatic move before melting into a formal ball room dance that gradually evolved into one of numerous tricks, some of which Alice recognized from her practice with the boyish girl.
That's right. Dance was of physical contact. Well, the forms with partners were. The more comfort with contact, the more majestically it flowed. Like the princess and prince gracing the screen. Alice's mind flickered briefly to the day at the lake. When their little game had evolved into a physical roulette and the discomfort of it all. She'd bared her fangs but had restrained from biting. Left the girl dangling by a few threads of her web, contemplating whether to let her fall or not. Nonetheless, the threads had held through the slightly uncomfortable experience. For some reason it made her feel like a child. Some time or later the subject would need to be addressed. The storm was still there - had it sloughed off a little? - for the snowy spider at least. To dance like this - like the captivating princess and prince - they'd have to push it behind them eventually. Or let the storm ravage their fragile partnership.
Returning her attention back to the screen, she found the woman to be awfully familiar. Then it struck her. Yes, she'd seen this woman before. When she was much younger and was perfecting the first starting basics of what would become her life of waltz and ballet. She'd seen this woman on stage before. Beautiful and graceful with a talent unlike any other. The recognition flashed through Alice's frosted orbs, and she looked briefly at Jessie beside her. This was that astounding woman's daughter. Be it coincidence or not, she sheltered the recognition within herself for now.
"Beautiful." Came the one-worded soft comment on the video from the snowy spider.
She was sure they could do a few of those tricks with some work. Although that required physical contact. And physical contact was what had conjured up the slight existing tension - could it be regarded as tension? - between the two.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Dec 17, 2015 20:17:21 GMT -5
Jessie watched each movement she remembered when her mother had first showed her the video, telling her how secretly shed played both the prince and princess in the beginning for her partner had been late. This caused a sound of a laugh fill her chest,causing her to smile. Jessie's eyes glistened with a dampness.
Once the dance was over she stopped the DVD. Hearing the word beautiful slip from her own partners lips she looked at Alice. " Yes, she was. I want to do something like that, I know our dance is truly only a ball room dance but ... I want to have your family see something like magic. I also want this dance to be hard to do with anyone else."
The last part came out as a jealous whisper,though Jessie had no clue why, and feared what Alice would say about it. Jessie deciding it was best to try to change the subject. " I have been working on ways to make it so I can lift you easier so that we can do the tricks faster,less contact for you... It might make it hard at times but if I work on my core I think I can do it."
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 17, 2015 21:01:50 GMT -5
Something akin to a jealous whisper had slipped out at the end of the girl's final statement. Alice wasn't too conscious about it, but a ghost of a smirk had descreetly flitted across her pale lips upon having heard it.
"Oh? A little tangled up in the widow's web, are we, miss McKnight?" The teasing words fell softly from the snowy widow's pale lips.
She really hadn't meant to address it. It just kind of slipped. Alice wondered how the girl would react to it. Maybe she wouldn't react at all. This wasn't really a time for her surpressed flirtatious nature to resurrect, but what had been said had been said. There was no benefit in attempting to wave it off. Oh well.
A subject change followed suite addressing the obvious issue of physical contact. An easier way, huh? One with less contact too. The snowy spider contemplated over the information for a moment before speaking.
"Don't strain yourself too much if that becomes too difficult." She offered softly.
It was a wise piece of advice. She didn't want Jessie to hurt herself too badly if she could help it. If she injured herself, they wouldn't be able dance very successfully, after all. Even if physical contact wasn't the most comfortable for the snowy spider.
Still, a dance like magic. Was an icy, malicious spider even capable of contributing to such an effect?
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Dec 17, 2015 21:21:18 GMT -5
Caught in a web ? Am I caught in her web ? This thought was pondered over and over again as Jessie though she finally shook her head . " I may have been, I was lost tangled. But I am starting to see that I have more skill as a spider then I thought, though I may not be one,I have learned that widows often shared in hunting and feeding.."
That was all she left the other with for now as she put away things she noted that Alice didn't want for her to get hurt. " thank you, I'll try my best not to let it get to that point. "
She went back to sit next to the frosty spider. She closed her eyes and let her head rest on her hands as she laid her elbow on her knees " this will be a challenge."
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 17, 2015 22:29:13 GMT -5
So she had been caught at one point. Not only that, but it seemed she had learned something too. While indeed solitary creatures, widows sometimes did work with others. It was uncommon, but it did happen. Jessie next informed that she'd watch herself as to not get injured. Well, it was more like an I'll try, but a satisfactory answer nonetheless, the widow guessed. Folding her arms across her chest, she broke her stiff posture for a moment. She was used to sitting like that for long periods of time, but for some reason she felt slightly tired.
Then came a phrase Alice agreed with. This would be a challenge. Very much so. In order to execute a dance as magically as the one they had just watched. That would take practice and a lot of concentration. Something soon surfaced in the snowy spider's mind.
"Quite. But no matter what, your partner will guide you."
The widow's frozen gaze refocused on a bandaged hand. That had been something Jessie had told her at their meeting at the Rose Garden. Or at least something along the lines of it. Flexing her slender fingers, she pretended to be interested in the stiff movement of the bandages.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Dec 17, 2015 23:24:20 GMT -5
Alice had relaxed well, at least a little, she seemed almost tired. Jessie found her self being slightly tired, she looked out of her window,no wonder why it was raining. She had forgot it was still spring.
Then the frosty spirit said something that touched Jessie. Shed be guided. " Thank you."
She found Alice to be looking at her hands. Maybe to distract her self ? Jessie thought for a moment. " Alice... You seem tired..why don't you sleep over?"
Catching this as a intimate question she spoke up again. " Don't worry I would sleep on the floor you can have the bed, I just would hate for you to be out in that rain."
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 18, 2015 0:55:26 GMT -5
A thank you was given. Alice heard it, but didn't acknowledge it fully. She wasn't use to saying things like that. Jessie then suggestion for the widow to sleep over. An intimate suggestion that was quickly backed up by another round of speech. Rain? Was it raining?
Allowing her icy gaze to fall to the window, she noticed the dreary weather. Despite water not quite being her element, the snowy spider actually didn't mind the rain that much. She was almost fond of it, really. But she was tired she had to admit. And without proper direction, spiders were only to drown in the rain.
Looking back at the boyish girl, she thought for a moment. Should she agree? A monotonous sigh rolled out from somewhere within her chest.
"I suppose. Though I would much rather prefer you had the bed." She answered.
Truth be told, Alice didn't sleep much. Most nights she'd sit there awake , immersed in her own ensnaring web of thoughts. Other nights she just couldn't sleep. There was no happy medium in between. It was because of this that she often fell asleep sitting up with her head down. Not the most comfortable position, but she had grown accustomed to it over the years.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Dec 18, 2015 1:09:43 GMT -5
Shed gotten a alright, even though shed ask she really didn't think Alice would be alright with it. She wasn't completely it seemed. Jessie nodded to the reply of the bed but then had a idea.
Going to her closet she took a abundance of blankets and pillows setting them across the floor she smiled. " I never have had a sleep over, we can both on the floor. "
This was odd, how would a sleep over go with the widow? She peered at the icy spirit before her. We could talk about some of the things you'd like to add to the dance, and besides I need to know what to work on "
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 18, 2015 1:42:38 GMT -5
Blue eyes watched Jessie as she gathered blankets and pillows to lay out over the floor, stating that she had never had a sleep over. It was not like Alice had ever slept over before either. A new experience for the both of them, she guessed.
"The dance is faring well so far." She began softly. "As for areas in need of work, just a slight adjustment to internal rhythm. It was rare, but there were still a time or two where it wasn't quite in sync."
As she finished speaking, the snowy widow decided to relocate to the floor. Sitting down, she folded her legs under her like a cat; the movement elicited a slight sway of the single small braid at the front of her hair. This would be an interesting experience. Sleep was a vulnerable state. Suffocated by the visions of dreams or nightmares. It was a time where one would be most vulnerable, after all.
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Post by jessie ( jessica ) mcknight on Dec 18, 2015 6:39:52 GMT -5
She lay sprawled out on one side of the bed as she listened to Alice's answers. " If you wish we can work on it in the morning ."
As she relaxed she couldn't help but feel as if shed forgotten something.ah,Jessie remembered with a slight jolt she sat up reaching over to were a few things of clothing lay she grabbed a lo g t-shirt and pj pants . She only lay them in front of the snowy angel. " if you wish you can cha he into those. "
Suddenly a blush creped its way to her cheeks , Jessie thought of the day at the lake and Alice's body, how the iced skin shimmered in the light. Oh gosh..Jessie flopped to her side of the make shift bed covering her eyes with a pillow. What vulgar thoughts, how could she feel this way !? ...shed always wanted a prince charming...but now...with Alice she was so conflicted , besides Alice was no princess...well she wasn't one in terms of how she held her self.
Not only that but they had a unwritten friendship now,that held only to one very thin thread. Jessie could not, no would not allow that thread to brake !
But....tonight dreams would be rather hard to fight. She just hopped she didn't talk in her sleep.sigh.
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Post by Alice Himeno on Dec 18, 2015 9:32:39 GMT -5
"That would be of beneficial order."
Alice had agreed to working on the dance. Some clothes were offered to her next. She looked at them for a moment then back up at the girl who had covered her face with a pillow. This made her think of the day at the lake. Ah, thinking about it just made her more tired.
Gracefully rising to her feet, the widow turned her back to Jessie and hesitatntly began to change. She tugged the emerald green tie loose and started to unbutton the row of small buttons on the uniform. Out of all the uniforms of the three schools, Miator's one piece dress was the most challenging and time-consuming to remove. Sure, many girls probably just slipped it off over their heads in one swish, but that was arguably unprofessional.
As the uniform fell in a thick pool at her feet, she gathered the clothes she had been given and commenced changing into them. The day at the lake presented itself in her mind once more. That day had been one of slight discomfort. That was true, but she kind of wanted to move past it. To forget about it, even if just for a little while.
"...I apologize for my reaction that day, miss McKnight. It was a bit...childish of me."
She was sure she didn't have to clarify what "that day" was. It was a bit out of character for her to have said that, but now that she thought about it, she did feel slightly unpleased with her own reaction. Slipping the final article of clothing - the shirt - over her head, she smoothed it out and adjusted her hair before settling back down into her previous sitting position. Before she allowed herself to relax, however, the snowy spider folded the Miator uniform on her lap and placed it off to the side in a neat, folded square. She had a thing for keeping things tidy.
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