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[attr="class","polarPOSTIT"] It was a lovely day, the festival would be in full swing soon and he planned to spend the entire day the one person he truly wanted to spent time with. His beloved Hotaru. She would be a beautiful sight today regardless of what she wore. He was taking a new approch and he was lettin gher keep some level of freedom… for now. But as his claws sank ever depe into her he would mold her into the perfect princess. And then marry her after restablishing her connection to her mother family. She will be a beautiful serene and perfect example of a woman of their Homeland, and once their bloodlines were joining… it would something of a remarkable making. His mind had been so jarred by her that earrly in their relationship he wasn’t sure if he wanted to be alive or not. Though he was now certain he was meant to keep himself alive. Something inside him ahd come to the surface andhe was growing as a man and as a monster. [break][break] He wore an outfit that was very very subdued for his normal self. That was the work of his baby sisters words during their dungeon adventure in the season of the spirits. His clothing consiisted of the standard inner clothing for a male, not meant for public eyes it would notbe exposed unless someone blew away his entire outfit, yet it was clean under the hanfu that the outfit was thick. A tradition of their homeland to highlight the mans shoulders and sides of their torso. His abs however were nature, as he wore his hanfu low enough that as he mearly existed one could see his well built and toned body. It was like chisiled marble. He was quite proud of his body and while being subdued he also found a way to show off still. Yet it would be more tasteful then what he would have worn only a few months ago. Jirous hair was tied up in a near perfect bun, knestled as the holding place for his hair crown. Twin golden pinns pierced the gun holding it all together. He wore a moderate level of makeup, just neough tha tit was fitting of a nobleman of their homeland. But not so much that it may be seen as feminine in his homeland. [break][break] Around his neck was a silver choker styled neckless, representative of wealth and success. On his chest and belly area he wore no shirt, only the Hanfu he wore kept his upper body from being entirely naked. The Hanfu itselff was gorgeous, and subdued for his normal clothing, the color of the clothing was a base stark and clean white, every thread treated with the same spell that kept magic knight mantles from getting dirty. Along the shoulders and chest area is golden sunlilys, a rare flower that symbolized strength and growth as well as sharing the strength and durability of their roots, able to pierce solid stone and take root.most of the hanfu was pure white, except for the area pproching the sleeves endings. They were like a deep and dark blue lagoon color that faded into the white in a perfect way. Where the two colors met and on the tails of his hanfu were several wonderful and helpful plants that had been woven into the design with such skill it looked like they were really the flowers themselves, that were celebrated for various reasons. Yet oddly enough he had a single spiderlily, hidden within the design. A reminder that while spring is full of life… death if not far off. To most it would mean that one must live their life, yet to jirou it meant that he was always one step from complete and utter ruin and that he must keep himself safe and away from the flower, despite how much he loved it. [break][break] The belt he wore was a deep blue with a golden diamond shape in the middle. It had a small chain that held his fan a paper folding fan that had an equaly amazing design on it as well to match his outfit when he would later use it when it got warm. The bottom part of his Hanfu outfit was like a deeply bluer version of his top, except that the majority of its color was the Blue Laggonish shade. Dotted in the blue was specs of white like stars or lights. The white hung like a fog,, clinging to a massive garden of flowers made of the same thread as the designs on his shoulders and upper chest. His shoes were rather simple, but quite comfy. He would be able to walk for hours thanks to his training. He wondered what Hotaru would wear. Within his sleeve, held by his magic was a short red siilk sash. It would be used to keep them together as they walked the festival and let him make sure she does not get away. He would wait happily for her to arrive, as he had told her were to meet and what he would be wearing. He wished to let her had the illusion of freedom despite her servent, his former servent, being in a constant danger and was a bargaining tool. While he waited he began to recite poetry quietly to himself. [break][break] “Red berries grow in the southern land. How many load in spring the trees! Gather them till full is your hand; They would revive fond memories.” [break][break]
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She would move towards the area the scent of the red spider lily was strongest and there he was although he was far more dressed down far more than she would have ever expected. It was usually golds he wore but here he was dressed in a more subtle hanfu. She had to stop in confusion wondering what was going on because if she didn't know him for who he really was she would have believed that he was far more stable and sane of mind than she knew him to be. From the little that she was able to observe the only person that could sway either Yuiee male child was their younger sister Hinota and so believed that she must have been the cause of this, but she still wanted to know what his end goal was. It wasn't for her sake as that mask had been long ripped off for her.
Eventually she came back to her senses, her hair was fully down with three butterfly pins on the left side one was baby pink, one was baby blue and the last a jade green. She was wearing a beautiful yet simple silk baby pink furisode with a baby blue obi. On the obi and sleeves there would be jade green butterflies. She stopped beside him and bowed, not the way he was trying to teach her but the way she had when they had first met. "You don't look like yourself Jirou, did someone steal your clothing or did you lose a bet?" she would ask. She looked to the vendor he had last been to before looking at him "It isn't good optics to do what you are doing, it just makes you look like a sucker that can be taken advantage of take it from someone who comes from a family of traders." she would say softly to him
[attr="class","polarPOSTIT"] As he made his way through the market he did notice the eyes on him. Watching as he over spent. But he overspent with purpose, he kept track of each Yul spent and made sure to remember the faces of each merchant. He knew in a few days time they would get a small gift basket equalling the total he spent here with an invitation to discuss further business ideas. He was a egotistical ass, but he also new that at the end of the day if he played his cards right hed have them under his thumb. but a simple mistake could throw that off. He would stop for a moment as the warm air swirled through the area he was standing in, flower petals of all color and shape and size gentlly made their way past him. As the wind finally stopped, he found that next to him stood his future wife. She had found him by his scent no doubt. He made sure it was just strong enough for her to track him. Shed be the only one able to pick out his favorite flower in the myriad of floral scents. [break][break] He watched as she did a proper and respectful bow, not a respectful enough bow but he was content to not berate her for it. Hed make her learn his perfered bowing method one day. But today was not that day. In fact… he had many things for her. He would chuckle as she spoke. But instead of answering her directly he would simply turn and smile softly. It was unlike any smile he had ever given her.it was a smile he only gave his little sister. “You are beautiful today, wearing the colors of children and babes.” he said it as a compliment. But also as a way to subtly remind her that she was a woman, a future-mothor-to-be. He would smile softly “Like a pure Peach Blossom, yet to be visited by the ever-eager Bees” he would then pause and his eyes would narrow a bit. He would stand a bit taller and he would make it clear from his movements he had no other motive then to get a better look at her. He would point at her Obi, and just loud enough to be heard by others, but not as if he was publicly shaming, but being a good male figure toward her he would remark. “Tied in the front. You must be careful here. Some of these men see an unmarried woman and lose their mind.” he would say as if he had not also acted deranged to her. He would turn and look at the men in the area. Some had their eyes on her, but as soon as they met his they turned and looked away. The eyes and look he gave off was murderous. If someone so much as tried to touch her he would remove the offending limb like trash, he thought to himself. She belong to HIM. No one else could have her beauty but him. [break][break] H e would gently remove his first gift. It was a crimson silken adorned with koi of all color and designs each made after a flower. The magic within the silk threads let the fish move and swim through the fabric as if it was water. He would smile at her softly. That same smile he had only ever given Hinota was now being given to her. A soft and gentle smile. It was clear his sisters words were in his head, but what other evil might be lurkering behind those eyes. He gently held out the silk and spoke a single word, a binding word that would cause the silk to move toward her Wrist and gently but firmly wrap around the side. He would let the silk go and it would float, attaching to him in the same way. But there was only enough material that shed be able to get about arms length before the silk was made tight. He would check to make sure it was attached on his end and then he would smile satisfied with it. “I have more gifts for you today, so you need not worry about spending any money today. I will not have it and I will not let you.” it was clear he wasn’t suggesting this. It was an order disguised as a gift, but it was still a gift non the less. “If it would make you happy I will buy anything and everything these vendors have to offer, But if you are willing to behave for me like the sweet Xiao you are… then I shall have a truly proper gift ready for you back at the estate. Something that should make your time there easier.”
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Ozma had moved from the main area of the Festival and had decided to look around the other venues with his spirit Iris in tow,while there were many interesting places to go and things to do Ozma decided to look at the scavanger hunt since it seemed rather simple and as cute as they were he didnt much feel like dealing with mana beasts at current, as he reached the area he saw his brother and the young lady he met recently Hotaru, while it seemed his brother fancied her quite greatly the paint mage could not deny they she intrigued him greatly and he wanted to learn more. He let out a small silent sight before he approached them taking a basket and a list for the hunt as well so that way he was just as equip as the others for the task. As he got closer he saw that Hotaru was dressed in beautiful soft colors of pinks blues and green accents and he gained a small smile as he would wave a bit as he approached..
“ah fancy meeting you two here its been a while” Iris said on Ozmas shoulder, the lion would stop a few feet before Hotaru and he bowed respectfully before he pulled his brush out and would gently flick it up causing blue paint to form words in the air.”Miss Hotaru you look lovely in that outfit the colors suit you greatly” it read before he flicked the brush again as he turn his attention to his brohter.”You seem a bit subdued in your choice of outfit brother did sisters words actually hit their mark?” he questioned a small smile appearing on his lips as the question was posed in the air.
Post by Sumire Honoka on Jun 9, 2023 16:48:22 GMT -5
Sumire walked with her two servants through the fete grounds, adjusting her Obi slightly along with readjusting the two hair pins that tied back the upper half of her hair, lined with small subtle pearls within the bun. She was rather enjoying the fete even with the company of taiyo. She enjoyed the fact her clothing still looked joyious on him in every fabric of the word so to speak. She took time and dedication to her craft of every garment she made. She took pride and every little thought into every stitch to ensure it is done right the first time. She however was surprised of her father's message of needing to make the acquittance of the two Yuiee Princes that had been seen at the Fete.
Meeting imperials in such a place like this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and would bolster the family's reputation towards a future relationship with this meeting was a no brainer. She knew traditions. She knew what was expected of her. She had confidence she wasn't going to mess with up. She just wasn't confident in how to ensure a future growth without ruining the sake of her family and their reputation. She needed to do this meeting right and she needed to make it beneficial.
She thought of every outcome she could. Part of her was thinking of sending away the messenger and the servant that was following her. However, she decided if she sent them away, it would be when she was guarantee to be spending time with the princes as she didn't need more company then she was going to have to deal with at home regardless of how this was to turn out.
She followed the subtle hints and motions soon seeing the two known Yuiee princes walking beside another female as Sumire calmed her nerves walking beside but slightly infront of the two servants ask to accompany her. She had a plan in her head however. She got slightly distracted by the sight of a group of girls in very too bright clothing to fitting their skin tone and color. By the time she got her mind back on track. She had managed to nearly crash into a fellow group. She caught herself and the servants in time as she bowed in respect " Forgive me for almost bumping into you. I was not paying attention to where I was going.." She spoke before allowing her mind to register who she bumped into. It was the princes and a lady. " Oh I am so sorry for the intrusion. It is an honor to meet you both. And an honor to meet the lady that accompanies you. I am Sumire Honoka. "She spoke as her servants followed suit bowing low in respect.
