#* roleplay

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SCENE START ( @scionspurgatory​ )

Being out in public had never been Rinea's forte. Back in Rigel, it was difficult to step foot out of the villa with her betrothed. She rathered to spend her time in the garden, dancing, or perhaps even reading. There was a list of what she enjoyed and would rather be doing than go out, but there was a reason why she was like this, it wasn't as if she was slothful. No, not at all. Rinea never contemplated herself to enjoy lazying the day off, not at all. More or less, the people on the outer side of the castle walls were her problem; it was not as if anything was wrong with them, it was just their thoughts or how they judged her. Even if they didn't say anything to her, their stares hid something that gave her chills. Even with other nobles of Rigel, it was difficult to stay in the publicity. But even though this how she thought of it, she knew these were her duties.

That's what she found so calming about Garreg Mach. There was no way that she felt as if she was being stared down, at least, most of the time. Which made her let herself a little looser and carefree around others with her beloved when they spent time together, and this was no exception.

Walking between the groups of townsfolk, there was a gentle smile on her face as they made their way to the different types of vendors. Though shopping wasn't her preference, there were several items to gawk over, much collected from pieces she's seen in Rigel. What was different is they seemed to have different types of booths. Though, a vendor with the title of 'costumes' had caught her attention, which she has accidentally ended up dragging Berkut along with her at the exact moment she spotted it.

"Lord Berkut? Would you mind trying on some of these with me?" As she speaks, she's looking through the selections of some comical and hand-made pieces. “I've heard about some of the traditions here, and it seems these types of costumes are for a festive holiday here. We should make the best out of it.

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SCENE START! ( @unbalancing-act​ )

It was no surprise that Rinea had taken up the hobby of gardening. What was not to like about it? She had found peace, as the same, she had in dancing. Though, it felt nice to do something for the environment around her. It was always peaceful viewing flowers sprout from a tiny seed to a grown colored blossom. It was strange that Rinea enjoyed this responsibility, but being outside and dirtying your hands a little didn't hurt anyone. The feeling of soil against her fingertips and stems of flowers in her hand made her feel a certain calmness. The aroma of flowers, once they have grown, just heavenly. A perfect gift for anyone, no matter the relationship or occasion.

She kneeled against the railing inside the greenhouse that separated the dirt from spilling over the freshly cleaned ground. Her hands slowly and gently digging out what seemed to be a chrysanthemum. 

As she quickly transports to a flower pot next to her hip. She's about to take it into her hands, before she hears a voice, along with a compliment. Tilting her head, she turns around to discover a familiar face who had seemed to join her in the greenhouse garden. Standing to her feet, the periwinkle haired girl does a bow. "Professor Roth, so nice of you to join me on a day like this. What can I do for you?"

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cont. . .

( @nobletoatea )

Ah, that answered her question. There's a rock in her movement as she scoots herself very gently, the sound of soft purring heard for a moment from the feline. "I'm not used to dancing out in public; this must've been late at night... Ah, forgive me. I usually dance during the late hours of the night, did I disturb you or such?”

There was a light in her eyes at the specifying of the forthcoming ball. Though she hasn't heard much about it, there's been mentions here and there during discussions. The most information she has on it comes from a book, which referenced the history of the monastery, but that was it. Who was she to turn down an invitation to dance? “I would quite enjoy that. I wouldn’t miss it for the world! Though, to be quite honest, I don’t have too much knowledge of the event, would you mind explaining to me?”

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SCENE START! ( @cynthero )

Anyone who knew the Regalian female would know how much anything musical made her feel. There was a certain aura of joy around her. A small skip in her movement more laughs and chattering when it came into anything lyrical, or that brought her the joy others felt when someone experienced something like this. Once she had heard about a so-called practice for dances and such, she couldn't help but not follow-along. Without any hesitation, she showed up with a grin.

It was an enjoyable time, watching others with their partners enjoy a few hours of moving along to a single instrument, but everyone made the best of it. Everyone besides a girl in the corner, it seemed who was rather lonely or not too into joining the group of students. The periwinkle-haired girl stepped over to her, grabbing her hand and practically dragging her into the mix. It seems the girl is protesting about not knowing how to dance. "Nonsense," with a giggle, Rinea spins the girl slowly, "everyone knows how to dance. There's no need to know of the steps, just go along with it!"

The music continued to play as Rinea took the lead, trying to help the girl slowly move to a pattern, starting slowly, just in case she got scared of tripping or such. "Watch for your feet. Don't think you're hurting me by stepping on me. Trust yourself." The other couples have mostly seemed to take a break, only a few others lingering in the middle, which gave them more than enough room to dance.

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"Your dancing is beautiful.”

SCENE START ( @nobletoatea )

Dancing? Wherever could Rinea even begin? It was an art, her passion, love in her life. You could represent so much through it; hurt, love, satisfaction, anything that you could think about, any emotion at all. That’s what she enjoyed most about it. There was no need to talk about how you felt, due to your movement signifying it without having to put words to it. It was the way Rinea could calm herself down. Relaxing, even soothing to her. It didn’t matter if she felt her body ache after. It was worth it. She did quite enjoy it, so it wasn’t surprising that she had sometimes gotten too carried away with it. 

It wasn’t worrying to hear someone compliment her, but it shocked her especially coming from someone of a different house. Perhaps they had seen some of it? Rinea did tend to try and wait until nightfall to start dancing. It wasn’t that much a big deal, to begin with. “Oh? Um.. thank you. I didn’t seem to notice that you’ve seen me dance.” 

She’s sitting in the courtyard, there’s a cat on her lap as she pets it, looking up at the male. “I do appreciate the compliment, though.”

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⛸️ (he'll bust his ass)

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This time of year has always been a favorite of hers. The intense colors along the streets, houses decorated, even the snow that fell, no matter how cold it had been. It was festive, and Rinea relished that aspect of it. It was one of those months where she sometimes wished it would never end. But alas, every good thing did have to come to an end, and that especially came with the seasons. So she should make the most of what she could.

As the snow came, so did the frosted shapes of water, ideal for skating, though, only if they were deep enough. One of Rinea’s favorite features of the season was this. As a child, she used to slide around on a pond that always was frozen when winter came around. Though she wasn’t exactly a professional, she knew how to keep her steadiness on it. The idea? Not to fall or crack the ice…

Though this year, she had an idea. The idea was the same as every year, though there would be a twist this year. And that twist included her at this very second, clasping her beloved’s hand with a cheeky grin. “Please don’t open your eyes until I tell you so! I don’t want to ruin the surprise.” Dressed in rather warm attire, Rinea had asked the latter to do the same, though without telling him they’d be out in the snow for a while. 

She leads him to a park bench right in front of the frozen lake, placing a bag right next to their feet, and turns to look at him, making sure he’s not peeking. After a moment, she takes off her own shoes, replacing them with the white figure skates, and she tries to stand with them on, which she finds rather hard for a moment because it’s been months since she’s had these last on. Though before she goes to the lake, she hands him the bag. After a moment of standing on the ice, she chuckles. “Ta-dah! You can open your eyes now.”

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"I didn’t know you could dance...”

SCENE START ( @heirofhresvelg )

Rinea remembered the others in the corresponding house as her own. Full of character and quite large, there wasn’t anything amiss with it. She strived to memorize everyone’s names quickly, so it wouldn’t be rude to ask for them repeatedly, but it was tough to communicate with the others. It seemed that everybody had different interests, but that was alright. She tried to sometimes put in her two-cents on what’s occurring, but usually, it’s been here granting other members of the house to voice themselves first. But that didn’t matter now, now did it? Lessons for the day had soon ended, leaving students to their own devices.

And what does Rinea do once they are all let out for lessons? It should be clear by now!

All of them have gone different ways, which leaves her in the room isolated as she walks out herself. That is until she discovers a voice behind her, which she recognizes. Turning on her heel, she shows a simper, before bowing to the white-haired female in front of her now. “Lady Edelgard? Did you perhaps see me while I was dancing? I don’t recall ever seeing you, myself.” She straightens her posture, looking back up at her. Edelgard was a princess, so she must know a few things about dancing herself, right? Perhaps one day she’d be able to learn some little tricks from her. “Oh! Forgive me, was I bothering you during it? If so, I truly am sorry.”