Everybody is seated at a humungous dinner table loaded with food.
Hotohori graces the seishi with his slightly more casual, less professional
side, but still sticks out like a sore thumb. Polaris is seated between
Mitsukake and Chichiri, the two 'safest' people. Though he is very friendly
and quirky, Polaris finds Chichiri a bit creepy. 'Probably due to the fact
he's always smiling.' She thinks. Then she looks at Mitsukake. ' The
traditional strong and silent type. Hrmm..' Nuriko is one over and diagonal
from her. She finds herself staring at him.
Miaka, the glutton she is, begins to stuff her face greedily. Such a display makes Hotohori smile despite himself. Tamahome grumbles and grabs some food for himself. Polaris only picks at her food, eating very little. She glances around. Everybody else has a hearty appetite. This edges her to eat a little more. "Mew!" Polaris jumps at the sound then looks over at Mitsukake. A little cat is sitting on his shoulder, staring at her food. "Oh, hello kitty." She scratches under his chin. Mitsukake watches her with one eye, a little concerned with somebody playing with Tama. Polaris notices him looking, turns red, but smiles a little. "What's his name?" "Tama." Is the reply she receives.
Tama jumps into her lap and she strokes him gently. Soon, he begins to purr. Polaris fins herself staring at Nuriko again. The way he moved, talked, and acted...it created a little curl of heat that made her heart flutter. Chichiri, puzzled at her intense blush, follows her stare. Polaris looks at Chichiri, who looks back at her, smiling. 'His smile looks painted on.like a mask.' She scratches her head, contemplating his smile. Chichiri raises an unseen eyebrow. 'She likes to stare, I think."
Tasuki breaks the silence by yelling. "HEY! GIMME DAT BACK! IT AIN'T YOURS!!!!!" He grabs for large piece of bread that Miaka has apparently stolen. Miaka tries to dart back to her seat with it, but Nuriko grabs her by the hair, then pries the half-eaten bread away from her. He tosses it back to Tasuki, who stares at it with disgust . "Errr...thanks, Nuriko."
Nuriko turns back around and spots Polaris staring at him. 'Must be because of my great looks. She's probably just jealous.' Polaris rips her gaze away from the violet-haired one of her desire and stares at her plate. It has been licked clean. 'Miaka must be making her rounds.' Chichiri turns his plate upside down and shakes it. Nothing. 'Damn.I was hoping there was still something on here.'
Chiriko sniffles. "My food.it's all gone.I had hardly began to eat it, too." He looks to be on the verge of crying. Polaris can't help feeling sorry for her new friend, who is sitting right across from her. "Don't worry, Chiriko. Me 'n' you'll get something else later." Chiriko looks at her through watery eyes. "Really? That would be great!" Polaris smiles. "Really." Chichiri smiles, watching, and says nothing.
* I feel bad, 'cause I know I'm gonna leave someone out.this time, it's Hotohori and Tamahome..haha, there's just too many people. *
Miaka, the glutton she is, begins to stuff her face greedily. Such a display makes Hotohori smile despite himself. Tamahome grumbles and grabs some food for himself. Polaris only picks at her food, eating very little. She glances around. Everybody else has a hearty appetite. This edges her to eat a little more. "Mew!" Polaris jumps at the sound then looks over at Mitsukake. A little cat is sitting on his shoulder, staring at her food. "Oh, hello kitty." She scratches under his chin. Mitsukake watches her with one eye, a little concerned with somebody playing with Tama. Polaris notices him looking, turns red, but smiles a little. "What's his name?" "Tama." Is the reply she receives.
Tama jumps into her lap and she strokes him gently. Soon, he begins to purr. Polaris fins herself staring at Nuriko again. The way he moved, talked, and acted...it created a little curl of heat that made her heart flutter. Chichiri, puzzled at her intense blush, follows her stare. Polaris looks at Chichiri, who looks back at her, smiling. 'His smile looks painted on.like a mask.' She scratches her head, contemplating his smile. Chichiri raises an unseen eyebrow. 'She likes to stare, I think."
Tasuki breaks the silence by yelling. "HEY! GIMME DAT BACK! IT AIN'T YOURS!!!!!" He grabs for large piece of bread that Miaka has apparently stolen. Miaka tries to dart back to her seat with it, but Nuriko grabs her by the hair, then pries the half-eaten bread away from her. He tosses it back to Tasuki, who stares at it with disgust . "Errr...thanks, Nuriko."
Nuriko turns back around and spots Polaris staring at him. 'Must be because of my great looks. She's probably just jealous.' Polaris rips her gaze away from the violet-haired one of her desire and stares at her plate. It has been licked clean. 'Miaka must be making her rounds.' Chichiri turns his plate upside down and shakes it. Nothing. 'Damn.I was hoping there was still something on here.'
Chiriko sniffles. "My food.it's all gone.I had hardly began to eat it, too." He looks to be on the verge of crying. Polaris can't help feeling sorry for her new friend, who is sitting right across from her. "Don't worry, Chiriko. Me 'n' you'll get something else later." Chiriko looks at her through watery eyes. "Really? That would be great!" Polaris smiles. "Really." Chichiri smiles, watching, and says nothing.
* I feel bad, 'cause I know I'm gonna leave someone out.this time, it's Hotohori and Tamahome..haha, there's just too many people. *