At least somewhere like Leoβs isnβt too badβ¦ Or Lakeside actually, I keep having a good mind to walk into the water to cool off
*she starts switching periodically between fanning Eden and fanning herself*
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( a sigh of relief relaxes her shoulders, and eden looks up to the woman gratefully. the thought of orpheus somehow managing to escape the wicked heat makes her brow twitch. )
he had better be! are we truly supposed to participate in matches like this?
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*Margie enters the room, looking equally as hot, fanning herself with a hand fan in a desperate attempt to cool down. She walks over to Eden before starting to fan her instead*
I hope heβs suffering as much as the rest of us are
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( open starter ! )
( the sun beats down upon the manor with unrelenting rays, glaring viciously through any window that has been foolishly left open. its invasive tendrils lick fuzzy warmth into flesh, and as the touch lingers, eden cannot help but slump against theββ
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Petal dancer? What are you-
*she was surprised at how casual the others reaction was to getting caught*
What are you doing with that?
*she probably sounded a bit sharper than she intended to*
κ° They perk up from their spot holding a music box. Ears upwards not in alert but curiosity. κ±
Bingo~! This dainty little room could only belong to a petal dancer like yourself, huh .α£
κ° Grinning with triumph, they float with the box in hands. Inspecting it casually. κ±
*the dancer was just heading back to her room. Seeing the door open, she gets confused before her questions are, half, answered by seeing the other rummaging through her things. She stands there for a moment before doing a polite cough*
κ° Rummaging through drawers, the closet and containers alike.
They are pulling out clothes, items and trinkets from each rightful place. Just to mindlessly cast most things aside with disinterest once looked over.
They are in your muse's room. Unshamefully so. κ±
*sheβs cooking something for herself in the kitchen. She seems surprisingly good and confident at what sheβs doing considering sheβs a performer*
a lady has her ways , my dear . one merely requires a strong will to not give in at the slightest error in method ( she locked herself in her room & barricaded the door with a chair )
what 2 weeks of peace distanced from the constant mindless chaos does to a woman .. i have gotten more work done than ever since my permanent residency in these walls . π
You only think that because you canβt see yourself. And youβre arguing with meβ¦ on my birthdayβ¦.
*she dramatically pretending to be sad at that last part*
I fear youβre the only cute one here.
The cutest girl in the world.
[Taking the dancerβs hand, lifting it up to her mouth, planting a gentle kiss on her knuckles.]
And iβm more than fine with that, as long as I can look at youβ¦πΈ
Ahβ heyβ¦hey β thatβs not fair..!β youβre playing dirty hereβ¦
[Shyly chuckling, looking at the otherβs face]
Not cuteβ you on the other hand birthday girlβ¦πΈπΈ
Okayβ okay thatβs enough!!β youβre making me all embarassedβ¦β i-i was supposed to be the one toβ
Forget itβ¦!β β¨οΈβ¨οΈπ¦π¦π¦π¦