Part 2: Fashioning Clay
There were no uniforms at the Acadia Movement. Divine kept telling his charges that they were different, special, and their clothes should represent that aspect of his philosophy.
He smiled at the pink haired girl who looked at herself in the mirror, blushing slightly, obviously insecure.
"You're beautiful, Aki.", he assured her not for the first time, smiling when her gaze kept shifting between him and her reflection. Finally she turned around, self-consciously tugging at her skirt. He took his time observing her, seemingly contemplating her looks. "Although, something is missing, I think...", he said, tipping a finger against his chin, "Ah, I know!", and from a pocket of his suit he drew a necklace, a gold cross-shaped pendant with a green stone in its center.
Aki's eyes widened and while she was still searching for the right words Divine swiftly stepped behind her, putting the necklace on for her. "There", he said with a smile, turning her around again so she could see both of them in the mirror, his hands reassuringly on her shoulders. "There is no need to be afraid. I will take care of you.", he promised.
That made her smile for the first time and Divine thought it suited her.
"Thank you, Divine.", she said, her voice still trembling a little.
It was alright. She was already beginning to trust him. Soon she would be able to rely on him completely.