Post by Ayakura Alisa on Feb 11, 2014 3:12:41 GMT -5
Chidori had decided she was confident enough to split since our explorations together, which honestly, I didn't mind - it made me feel a bit grateful that I was able to help someone gather the courage to break through such a traumatic event. However, I felt... I felt strange. I felt like I started to care for Chidori, as if she were another family member, or something... Actually, when I returned home, I realized there were people going to the Shrine, there was a special event or festival going on there. I guess it was to celebrate the Valentine's Day, which was coming up soon. Did they celebrate that here? I don't recall ever treating it seriously myself, but since it was a special occasion, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to take Chidori on a relaxing night out, just to kick back and chat I guess. The poor girl deserved a break after all she'd gone through. I may have lost my parents, but something took away her voice, and something took away the one thing that might have saved her voice, too. I recalled how pained she looked when we entered the hospital.
...Far more unfortunate than me. I started to get dressed into a special kimono my mother left for me a week before she left. Yes, a kimono. It was pale cream in color, adorned with simplistic floral motif, and the kimono obi was a royal blue, similarly decorated in natural theme - leaves, flowers, the works. It was also a variant of furisode, that was to say, incredibly formal kimono with long, flowing sleeves. It was often worn to incredibly personal events and celebrations, such as a wedding. Others may see it as an invitation for something, but I was more than a match for anyone who would dare to lay a hand on me OR Chidori.
I took my phone and shot a message to Chidori. Hey, Chidori-san. Sorry for the sudden message! There's a festival happening at the Shrine, and I was wondering if you'd like to join me? It will be my treat for you. I'll treat you out. If you'd like to join me, I'll be waiting at the steps to the Shrine. It'll be very easy to find me, as I'll be in very bright colors. Hope to see you there! -Alisa
Having sent the message, I made my merry way to the Shrine. It was quite an amazing sight to be hold - marvels of nature, those sakura were. The petals falling, it was an unusually romantic sight. However, I had no romantic intentions in mind... I hoped, as I was... Well, let's say it would reflect poorly on me, no matter how good Chidori looked. I cared for her like a family member. I wanted to make her feel happy; she seemed so quiet and shy during those times when I first saw her. Detached, almost. I hoped that this night would make her feel better about her circumstances and have a better outlook on things.
...I'm sure my parents would have preferred me to be doing this than bumming around in depression and self-denial, anyway.
...Far more unfortunate than me. I started to get dressed into a special kimono my mother left for me a week before she left. Yes, a kimono. It was pale cream in color, adorned with simplistic floral motif, and the kimono obi was a royal blue, similarly decorated in natural theme - leaves, flowers, the works. It was also a variant of furisode, that was to say, incredibly formal kimono with long, flowing sleeves. It was often worn to incredibly personal events and celebrations, such as a wedding. Others may see it as an invitation for something, but I was more than a match for anyone who would dare to lay a hand on me OR Chidori.
I took my phone and shot a message to Chidori. Hey, Chidori-san. Sorry for the sudden message! There's a festival happening at the Shrine, and I was wondering if you'd like to join me? It will be my treat for you. I'll treat you out. If you'd like to join me, I'll be waiting at the steps to the Shrine. It'll be very easy to find me, as I'll be in very bright colors. Hope to see you there! -Alisa
Having sent the message, I made my merry way to the Shrine. It was quite an amazing sight to be hold - marvels of nature, those sakura were. The petals falling, it was an unusually romantic sight. However, I had no romantic intentions in mind... I hoped, as I was... Well, let's say it would reflect poorly on me, no matter how good Chidori looked. I cared for her like a family member. I wanted to make her feel happy; she seemed so quiet and shy during those times when I first saw her. Detached, almost. I hoped that this night would make her feel better about her circumstances and have a better outlook on things.
...I'm sure my parents would have preferred me to be doing this than bumming around in depression and self-denial, anyway.