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bravenewworld2016-01-10 05:06 am
encouragetomorrow) wrote in bravenewworld2016-01-10 05:06 am
sᴛᴀʀᴄʀᴏssᴇᴅ☆
Who: Honoka Kousaka and Right Suzuki! Open for bothering.
Where: Just outside Union.
When: Roughly a week after Salvation festivities end.
What: Honoka finally decides to have a Talk with Right.
Warnings: Dumb teenagers that are a little twitterpated.
[She'd asked after him early one afternoon, when the sun was high but the air was cold. It had been something like a week since Salvation, and she couldn't get a small handful of things out of her mind. Namely, Right and a few things he'd said. Specifically, that he'd mentioned her in particular when it came to missing things if he were away.]
[It had brought forth all sorts of other realizations. Things Hayato had teased her about, things she found herself noticing or enjoying more about Right's company moreso than other people. It was no secret that Honoka loved just about everyone-- but there was something special about Right. She had discussed it with Hayato once. Briefly. Frustratedly.]
[She hadn't been ready to talk about it then.]
[But now, with the crest of another Awakened evolution on her horizon, her strength and her resolve about life growing along with her... She thought maybe it was time to Talk About It.]
[So here she was, perched on a high, but visible branch of a tree just outside of Union, kicking her feet absently and giggling at Ariera's tutting. The Tropius eventually gave up telling her she'd fall and hurt herself and laid himself neatly beneath the tree to serve as a cushion if and when she inevitably did.]
Where: Just outside Union.
When: Roughly a week after Salvation festivities end.
What: Honoka finally decides to have a Talk with Right.
Warnings: Dumb teenagers that are a little twitterpated.
[She'd asked after him early one afternoon, when the sun was high but the air was cold. It had been something like a week since Salvation, and she couldn't get a small handful of things out of her mind. Namely, Right and a few things he'd said. Specifically, that he'd mentioned her in particular when it came to missing things if he were away.]
[It had brought forth all sorts of other realizations. Things Hayato had teased her about, things she found herself noticing or enjoying more about Right's company moreso than other people. It was no secret that Honoka loved just about everyone-- but there was something special about Right. She had discussed it with Hayato once. Briefly. Frustratedly.]
[She hadn't been ready to talk about it then.]
[But now, with the crest of another Awakened evolution on her horizon, her strength and her resolve about life growing along with her... She thought maybe it was time to Talk About It.]
[So here she was, perched on a high, but visible branch of a tree just outside of Union, kicking her feet absently and giggling at Ariera's tutting. The Tropius eventually gave up telling her she'd fall and hurt herself and laid himself neatly beneath the tree to serve as a cushion if and when she inevitably did.]
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[Yes, he was - just a little. But that's because his thoughts were on other things that morning - one of which is right in front of him.]
Well, who knows? Maybe you'll get to be taller than me someday. I mean, Dragon Types tend to be pretty big, right?
[He does drop his hand after a moment, though.]
So, what's going on? Must be good news since you're all pretty'd up.
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I don't wanna be that tall! That's Too Tall for a girl. Maybe? I dunno. I guess we'll see whenever I evolve.
[She fidgets a touch with one of her braids, pinking slightly at the compliment.]
Thanks. I, um. Wanted to talk to you.
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[Now, his smile's starting to waver a little bit. Usually, when people say that to him, it's not good. But she's clearly not angry or upset about anything...yet. Maybe. Hopefully?]
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This is... Actually a lot harder to talk about than I thought it was, but I never was the romantic sort. Um. I-- [She looks up at him, biting her lip, but frowning in a determined sort of way around the gesture.] ...I think I like you. Like... A lot.
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Well...I kinda like you, too. But what do you mean by romantic sort?
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[Oh, this was going to be harder than she thought. Shaking her head, she laughs.]
Because, when I say like, I mean like... like-like. Like romantic like.
[She sure is turning the color of her pinker scales.]
1/3
[Give it a few moments to sink in...]
2/3
...Ohhhhhhh! So...you really...
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...ooohhhh...wow, um... Never thought of us like...this before.
[The good news is that his hand is starting to curl around hers, so...it's a start?]
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I--'ve given it some thought for a little while, now. Just wasn't sure how to bring it up.
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[Wow, he's actually rambling. He's just...gonna take a moment to just stop and take a deep breath. Or two. Or three.]
It...it does explain a few things, actually. Like...why I kept missing you so much when I was on all those trips.