Polaris stops and shakes her head. "I have no idea where I'm
going.damn it.I should have asked." She fidgets with her short violet
tresses. "Ohhhhhh Polaaaarrriiiissss!!!" A sing-songy voice calls out. Her
ice green oculi narrow, troubled. 'Oh God, spare me!' Her shoulders are
grabbed from behind. Polaris stiffens reflexively. "He.hello Nuriko."
"Polaris, dear." Nuriko says, gritting his teeth. "Our room is THIS way!" With a broad grin, he tosses her in that direction. She smacks right into a highly decorated wall, then lands in a pile on the floor. She rises to her feet wordlessly. In the dim light, her eyes seem to glow like twin lanterns. "Thank you for pointing that out, Nuriko." She hisses. Nuriko covers his mouth with his kimono sleeve and snickers.
She crosses her arms behind her back as she follows him down a hallway. 'I will not give her any satisfaction.' Polaris thinks. 'I will not cry out, I will not get mad, I will not hit back. Nothing.' Despite trying to mellow out, she cannot help wishing to yank that braid right off of Nuriko's head.
Nuriko bites his lip. Maybe, for once, he was being too harsh. This is girl was awfully stubborn, though. He wanted to make her cry, just once, to see what it'd be like. He pauses for a second. 'Damn. That's really cruel, Nuriko.' He thinks to himself. 'Can't you just be nice?' 'I'll try.' He tells himself. "Hey, uh, Polaris.Do you want the bed or the floor?" "Floor." A monotone, plain voice replies. Nuriko frowns, his eyebrows furrowing. He should have known she wouldn't welcome his kindness.
Together, they enter an extravagantly decorated room. "Well," Nuriko pauses to yawn. "This is it." "Thank you." Polaris says in a small voice, with a small smile to match. "Where should I sleep on the floor?" She asks then quickly adds "I don't want to trip you if you have to go the bathroom or something." She blushes lightly, hardly noticeable in the dimming light. Nuriko raises an eyebrow. 'Why is she worried about me having to use the bathroom?'
"Just.sleep over there." Nuriko points to the far wall with a nearby window. "And here." He takes a light kimono out of the armoire. "Change into this. You look uncomfortable" Polaris' eyes bulge out of her head. 'Why does he worry if I'm comfortable?' "But where??" Nuriko sighs. "Away from the window, of course.don't worry, I wouldn't look anyway. Just change." Blushing feverishly, Polaris heads to the most distant corner and unbuttons her black pants. She steps into the kimono and pulls part of it up under her shirt, then peels off her shirt.
Nuriko, being a guy although not a typical one, takes a casual glance over. Polaris is fretting with her too small kimono. It's tight over her chest and hips and barely covers her calves. His eyes grow wide and he quickly turns to stare at the wall he was previously staring at. ** Tamahome: AH HA! Nuriko likes Polaris! ** Nuriko: Shaddup! They're not supposed to know that yet.
"Polaris, dear." Nuriko says, gritting his teeth. "Our room is THIS way!" With a broad grin, he tosses her in that direction. She smacks right into a highly decorated wall, then lands in a pile on the floor. She rises to her feet wordlessly. In the dim light, her eyes seem to glow like twin lanterns. "Thank you for pointing that out, Nuriko." She hisses. Nuriko covers his mouth with his kimono sleeve and snickers.
She crosses her arms behind her back as she follows him down a hallway. 'I will not give her any satisfaction.' Polaris thinks. 'I will not cry out, I will not get mad, I will not hit back. Nothing.' Despite trying to mellow out, she cannot help wishing to yank that braid right off of Nuriko's head.
Nuriko bites his lip. Maybe, for once, he was being too harsh. This is girl was awfully stubborn, though. He wanted to make her cry, just once, to see what it'd be like. He pauses for a second. 'Damn. That's really cruel, Nuriko.' He thinks to himself. 'Can't you just be nice?' 'I'll try.' He tells himself. "Hey, uh, Polaris.Do you want the bed or the floor?" "Floor." A monotone, plain voice replies. Nuriko frowns, his eyebrows furrowing. He should have known she wouldn't welcome his kindness.
Together, they enter an extravagantly decorated room. "Well," Nuriko pauses to yawn. "This is it." "Thank you." Polaris says in a small voice, with a small smile to match. "Where should I sleep on the floor?" She asks then quickly adds "I don't want to trip you if you have to go the bathroom or something." She blushes lightly, hardly noticeable in the dimming light. Nuriko raises an eyebrow. 'Why is she worried about me having to use the bathroom?'
"Just.sleep over there." Nuriko points to the far wall with a nearby window. "And here." He takes a light kimono out of the armoire. "Change into this. You look uncomfortable" Polaris' eyes bulge out of her head. 'Why does he worry if I'm comfortable?' "But where??" Nuriko sighs. "Away from the window, of course.don't worry, I wouldn't look anyway. Just change." Blushing feverishly, Polaris heads to the most distant corner and unbuttons her black pants. She steps into the kimono and pulls part of it up under her shirt, then peels off her shirt.
Nuriko, being a guy although not a typical one, takes a casual glance over. Polaris is fretting with her too small kimono. It's tight over her chest and hips and barely covers her calves. His eyes grow wide and he quickly turns to stare at the wall he was previously staring at. ** Tamahome: AH HA! Nuriko likes Polaris! ** Nuriko: Shaddup! They're not supposed to know that yet.