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@amanturine
"You ought to lead by example, dear gambler. How come you don't strive to change your own attire prior to presumptiously critiquing my own?"
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@amanturine
"You ought to lead by example, dear gambler. How come you don't strive to change your own attire prior to presumptiously critiquing my own?"
"Oh, how manageable!"
@amanturine, April 24th, 2024
@amanturine
A dragon noodle is draping itself over Aventurine's body, pinning him to the bed. It's decidedly too early to get up. Dan Feng demands cuddles for a while longer.
️ ️️ @amanturine sent : hand kiss.
THEIR MIRTH COMES IN THE FORM of a smile. being treated like this felt much too proper for someone like them. not that it does not spark joy, but it most DEFINITELY is not something that they never anticipated to receive rather often. a tilt of a head is done, the joyous curl of lips ever so present & not once wavering. " hey, " pinching his cheek, they snort. their relationship with the gambler has gone past the point of formal greetings like this so everything comes as a SHOCK whenever it happens.
" hell's that about ? " gleeful, they retract their hand. the feeling of lips practically PENTRATING the gloves which they don. they do not seem bothered by the gesture anyway, much too focused on studying the expression that he wears. " no need for gentlemanly greetings, we're NOT doing anything much 'cept for hanging anyway. raise your head before everyone thinks i'm being WEIRD and making you do that. " a puff of their chest is done, hand resting on hip.
they are happy to have reached the point of friendship where they NEED not to fuss over greetings & such. " your lips feel smooth. do you use any products on it ? march's been fussing about how CHAPPED my lips get when it's cold. think i need some tips from mister refreshing over here. "
▸▸ [ @amanturine || yinyue one-liner call ]
─「银月」─ " you're not from around here, are you ? " despite the way he easily maneuvered around a group of TACET DISCORDS, the lack of terminal in his possession gave her that impression. his frequency also differed from the ones she had met on solaris-3. he wasn't a resonator, yet ... the power in his control was — " that power ... it's not a forte. who are you ... ? "
PROTECTIVE PROMPTS | accepting.
@amanturine asked: "Sweetheart, I need you to open your eyes for me."
"O-Okay...." the initial panic slowly faded at the sound of Aventurine's voice. She followed his request .... eyes slowly opening to meet the uniqueness of her companion's gaze.
"Sorry ...I .... heard that shot and -....." flashes to the moment that bullet met her neck flitted across her mind, sending a shiver down her spine, causing her palm to instinctively press against the hidden scar.
"I overreacted, but... I'm alright now .... thank you"
❛ ▌┊𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 : aventurine ( @amanturine ) .
𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. It was true that they needed to get to the bottom of what was going on with Penacony and the Dreamscape, but that didn't mean they couldn't enjoy themselves just a little in between investigating. That was how Stelle had been roped into attending the ball being held in Blue Hour. With everyone adorning masks, it made things both easier and more complicated. Easier because she could be anyone she wanted to be — and that could work in her favour if she wanted to find out more information about the Dreamscape. But it was also complicated because everyone else could also be who they wanted to be. Everyone could be a liar under the mask.
Stelle lingered by a long, ornate table full of flutes of champagne and small h'orderves fiddling with her gloves. March had tried to convince her to wear an extravagant gown she'd seen in the window of a couture shop in Golden Hour, but the star detailing and deep jewel tone felt a little too on the nose for Stelle's tastes; so she'd opted for a simple but sleek gold evening gown instead. The black mask stood in stark contrast and made the molten gold her eyes pop and almost glow.
March had disappeared from her side about ten minutes ago, but Stelle could see her across the room dancing with a gentleman who was making her laugh. At least, she thought, March was having a good time. Personally, Stelle felt like an imposter. An outsider who didn't belong.
Her attention diverts when, out of her periphery, she sees someone approaching her. Stelle catches his eye and squints. It doesn't take a member of the Genius Society to realise it's her new friend. ❝ Are you following me? ❞ she asks, only half-serious.
️ ️️ @amanturine sent : you know me. i don't let my guard down for just anyone.
" I MUST BE RATHER SPECIAL THEN. " tender is the chuckle that bursts forth from own's lips, a nod following while they bump their shoulders together. aventurine is a person who they have always known to be GUARDED. for what it is worth, they never truly pried or questioned it. everyone had their own skeletons in their closet & stelle certainly is not here to UNEARTH information that he is keeping under lock and key for a reason. still, they have picked up on the way that he has gradually loosened up around them. he has NEVER been awkward, per se : their interactions never once gravitating towards that direction thanks to the charming way that he converses and carries himself through everything but they can tell that there has been a shift in the mold. the TENSION of hiding away dissipating into nothingness as they share laughte and cheers over the most mundane things.
currently, they are biding their time with him in a game. it is funny, really. to have such an IMPORTANT executive in this room with them just to play is a hilarious sight that has baffled many others. but this is precisely the thing that has drawn them closer. the sound of slashing is heard from the phone, filling the air whilst immersing in just another BATTLE ROYALE but this mundane moment speaks all the volume that is needed to inform everyone of their closeness. their initially STRAINED circumstance is hardly anything that they think back on, barely offended about the things that he did knowing what he had to resort to in the name of finishing tasks. the trailblazer is just grateful that he is safe.
and that aventurine is their teammate because his RNG luck is insane ! they would HATE to be in the other team right now. a snicker and they cheer, the blaring & near obnoxious yell of the in-game voice announcing their victory making them feel all too smug whilst they pat his back.
" damn, you are one cracked teammate. awesome job at defending, aven ! " they wouldn't let their guard down for JUST anyone too. this amiable atmosphere only exists because of the ease displayed with one another, " you're amazing. "