Memories, First Day of Prom (July 9th)
Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar Wrote:
(( I have permission to get Hoshi's tocus in here for the prom from Kaekia, and I will do just that. For their descriptions' sake, Hoshi WAS wearing a bright neon green. Shina made him take that thing off the moment she saw it. He's now wearing a white tux, with a red rose tucked into the lapel, to match the one in Shina's hair.
My precious girl is wearing a lovely silk dress, with delicate silver embroidery and a full skirt, that was brought to life by the magnificent Prox! *HUG* ))
Shina tries not to focus too much on the fact that her full skirt tends to pick up in the wind no matter how much she tries to keep it secured, even if Firi's front blocks some of the gusts that seem to be determined to display all of her legs.
'Well, at least it keeps me from thinking about Hoshi being pressed up against my front,' Shina reminds herself, even as her arms tighten their hold around Hoshi's waist as Firi takes a brief dive down to a lower altitude, Shina's skirt fluttering up in response.
Shina sighs and rubs her left cheek against Hoshi's back, where her head has been hiding behind for the entire journey in a vain attempt to keep her completely unbound hair from getting windblown. No words had been exchanged during the flight, as Shina personally feels that just having Hoshi in her arms, this close, is better than anything she could ever say.
'I hope we don't get there too quickly,' Shina murmurs in her mind, her eyes closing as she forgets completely about her skirt and snuggles into Hoshi's warmth.
Then they arrive...
Shina had spent quite some time outside smoothing down her hair, then taking more time to ruffle then smooth Hoshi's. The fact that it was a blatant opportunity to admire his golden hair with her fingers doesn't bother her much, as already her mind is trying to hold in what all of her raging hormones were thinking, with better success that she had hoped possible.
When she is done fussing, Shina steps back to beam up at Hoshi, "You look wonderful, my love. Easily the most handsome man here." Her wings flutter softly behind her, adding their soft rustle to her adoring voice.
"Now," she continues as she turns, her left arm bent slightly as she faces the entrance into the prom area, "Shall we?"
Shina steps in with Hoshi in tow, just in time to see a flash of... "Airi is here, as is the Life Weaver," she murmurs to Hoshi, her gaze going to where they are in the room. Then she scans the rest of the area, both of her sets of vision taking in who is here. "There is Kia and her Taka," Shina relates, pointing in the direction she means, "Rei and Onuris are that way. Aylana is over there. Mordath, Purr-Purr, and Morion are there... Ah! Silver came as well! Yet... he is with Dawna?"
'Hmm... I'm not sure what to make of that,' Shina thinks to herself as she continues to point out fa'e to Hoshi, even if it isn't necessary. Call it a distraction for her from her scars, of which she tries her best not to cover up with her hands.
The two didn't make it very far into the room, so as of right now they might actually be considered wallflowers.
After a bit...
Shina politely excuses herself from Hoshi's side, wandering out onto the apparently empty dance floor. 'Why is no one dancing?' she asks herself curiously, her attention flickering from one fa'e to the next. She cannot help but feel very small right now, the vivid red of her scars catching her eye no matter how she angles her arms. 'I shouldn't have gotten a white dress,' she quitely sighs, 'I might as well of slapped a 'Look! She isn't perfect like the rest of us!' sticker on my forehead.'
Shina pushes away her burst of self-pity, not wanting it in the least. "They don't need me to feel that way," she murmurs to herself, fairly sure no one would hear her over the music. 'I'm just glad that Mother and I have been practicing control over my empathy lately, else coming into this crowded place would be a slice of hell,' she chuckles in her head, finding some silver lining on her not-so-gray cloud.
'Most likely they are paying their respects to the Life Weaver and Airi, even now. Should I join them in doing so?' she wonders, spinning on her heels so her dress's skirt flares out around her. She eyes the bunched up gathering of people around Airi and fears that her presence would only serve to make the shy woman more nervous than she already is.
But... Shina ignores the call of the music urging her body to dance, sending a tendril of her soul to Airi's form, weaving around it in a spiritual version of a hug. 'It is good to see you, dear lady,' her spirit whispers to Airi's before it detaches itself and repeats its previous action for Anya, 'Warmest greetings to you, Life Weaver.'
Shina looks over longingly at Hoshi in his place by the door, but she is unwilling to force him to dance with her. She even goes so far as to hold out her arms towards him, the many feet between the two of them a fact easily dismissed by her mind, as she starts to give in to the allure of the music.
He doesn't move.
Shina smiles sadly, finding just having her own emotions to deal with tonight being difficult, she is so used to carrying those of all she is around like a shield cloaking her heart. She tries to banish her doubts about her dress, her still slightly mussed hair, her scars, her sudden overwhelming feeling of being alone in a room full of people... She lets her resolve melt as she lets the music take her away to a place far from here, her arms floating to either side of her as she starts to move to the music.
A white moth in a room full of butterflies.
(( No, I'm not trying to make Hoshi out to be mean, or anything of that sort. I simply don't want to rp him without Kae. ))
Hoshi takes a step forward, a hand lifting up... then dropping slowly. Airi's quick departure takes his attention then, his mouth opening as if to say something to the fleeing girl, but then it is closed again as she disappears from sight.
He turns again to watch his Shina glide across the dance floor by herself, her movements seeming... sad? He wants to go to her, to reassure her that she is the loveliest fa'e here in his eyes, but he finds himself unsure whether she wants to be disturbed from her dancing. He walks forward anyway, stopping when he gets near the edge of the dance floor so he can watch her graceful moves. Even if she was in her own world right now, she couldn't be in it forever...
