Hatori-sohma

hatori-sohma

⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— …And that in and of itself was almost enough to send the dragon running for the hills. He had known Mine for quite a few years now; her boyfriend being one of Hatori’s closest confidants, it was not surprising that he was subject to couples dinners with her and the serpent. Couples being the key word here, as Hatori was quite single and the couples dinners more or less ended with him being the third wheel to their well-oiled machine of a relationship.

If anything, Mine was teasing him- at least, that was what Hatori had hoped for. She didn’t truly believe Hatori was the type of man who would wear a wedding dress, did she?

Oh, God… Did she?

“No,” Hatori snapped, his tone more sharp than he had intended. His brow furrowing, he reached up and held his forehead, a clear sign of frustration. Steadying his timbre to much more polite monotone, he continued. “I… I stopped by to visit Ayame. Seeing as I don’t currently hear his deafening voice, I can only assume he is out on errands. Am I correct in my assumption, Mine?”

✿— Mine couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled out of her having seen the other’s reaction, trying her very best to bite back a grin. It wasn’t her fault that Hatori was so very easy to tease. When he looked about ready to make a run for it she lifted her hands up and waved them, chuckling softly. 

“I’m just teasin’, Hatori~!” 

She rather enjoyed having someone so easily flustered, seeing as how Ayame and she were anything but the sort to act in such a manner; both being very much comfortable with what they did. The seamstress turned and began gathering up some trimmed pieces of fabric off of the floor, placing them into a bag to use at a later date if the need ever arose. At the mention of Ayame she peeks over her shoulder at the other. 

“Hmm? Yep! He should be back in time for dinner tonight as long as everything goes well--- you’re more than welcome to stay and wait for him though!”

;;-places hands together- a moment of silence for my grades, because I am too tired to finish up this work tonight. Turned in like 1/3 of it but underestimated how much there was to do. Hopefully since I’ve never been late before she’ll show some mercy--- especially if I use my day off tomorrow to get ahead on readings and post discussions early. I’m gonna start to navigate to bed, but I’ll still be on for a little bit. Like this post for a starter tomorrow or feel free to reply to any open rps I have posted!

✿— “I wish there was something I could do to help...” She sighed to herself, continuing to work on the embroidery of her latest project.

saru-ritsu

“I always assumed he’d be…” Perfect. “Different.” Ritsu decided to settle on that word, even though it didn’t adequately express how he felt about the snake. “E-Eh? Truly, you think so? I worry that my complexion in this design will only make me even more pale, sickly.” The more he spoke, the more comfortable he felt. He even followed the wordless suggestion, trailing behind her.

“What type of pattern for the sash did you have in mind?”

✿— “Oh goodness, no! If the entire outfit was such a vibrant shade, then you’d be right. However I think used in moderation it’ll do great to give it just the right sorta pop!” She holds the partition open for the other to follow, gesturing to the table littered with fabric. “It’s a bit messy right now because of getting a shipment today, but it’ll be a lot neater after I clean up--- in the meantime please excuse the clutter!” Mine hums happily and allows her fingers to ghost over the embroidered cloth, glancing back towards the other. “I think a pretty shade of orange or red with one of these designs would look gorgeous on you!”

acrimoniousdoll

He sensed her gaze before she even came over. Yet, apparently, his ‘resting bitch face’ wasn’t enough to keep the woman at bay, because she’d invaded his personal space within seconds to scope him out and probe with strange questions.

Well now he was just downright scowling.

“Hey. Get out of my face.” Was his only response to what he considered nonsense coming from the other. Outfit? Cosplay???

✿— “Don’t worry your pretty little head off, ‘m just looking and admiring the handiwork.” She didn’t seem the least bit phased by the aggressive response, instead continuing to tap her chin in thought before leaning back and letting out a soft whistle. “You really had one smart cookie set to work on this, didn’t ya? I bet it holds up great for outdoor photoshoots and action shots!”

vicepresxdent 

∟ ❝  YUNYUN’S LIKE A princess on the outside, but in reality he’s very assertive,❞  He’s thinking of these at the top of his head, twisting real events and adding a bit more  to the situation. Not exactly lying, but twisting the truth— just a little bit. When she returned he brightened and spoke freely,  ❝  Oho, so you’re like the Vice Commander, just like how I’m the Vice President! Ah, Kakeru Manabe, VP of the student council. ❞  and Yuki’s not real boyfriend.

✿—  “Yeah, I guess you could say that! Ayame has told me some about his past adventures in school before, though I’ve personally never was on a council, haha!” She beams at the other and happily listens, humming as she nodded along to it all. “Kakeru Manabe-- it’s a pleasure! I hope that we get along~!” Mine places her hands in her lap before letting out a dreamy sigh. “How wonderful to be able to get to spend time with the one you love like that! I certainly can relate~”