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Post by Sumire Honoka on Oct 12, 2024 20:45:43 GMT -5
Sumire walked among the busy crowds adjusting the waist length cloak infront of her tails letting them out and seen. Her siblings had helped with her outfit as it seemed such things they wanted to be part of. Her manabeasts assisted with her mask. She worked on her red hood with the blonde fox ears. It took alot of time but she was happy with her outfit. She smiled within the mask as she saw the pumpkin craving station. She always loved such things. Craving pumpkins was like cutting into layers and layers of fabrics, never to fully cut through.
She moved towards the pumpkin patch looking around before she crouched down on the balls of her feet choosing a tiny pumpkin as she looked it over. "Look at you, sweet little thing..."She said softly as she moved to one of the tables picking up a few of the craving tools of various sizes.
She sat down on a stool adjusting her dress and tails again before looking over her pumpkin, tracing into it gently with her nails as she hummed
[attr="class","Enlilimage"]❝Even a storm can be calm under the right circumstances.
[attr="class","Enlilscroll"]Enlil had been walking for a while, he was taking in the sights and sounds, the entire festival grounds were bustling with life. Some people were in costumes others just dressed differently much like himself. Children were running around from vendor to vendor trick or treating. In honesty, he wished he could have stayed home but it was something he was obligated to do due to his circle he did find himself hopeful that he would come across Sumire but he couldn't remember if her father allowed her out during these events. Then again even if he ordinarily didn't I guess the fact that she now had a bodyguard could likely allow her to attend. He wandered as if in a daze, it was odd, he had usually at least found one of his circle by now but it was almost like they all agreed to be fashionably late and forgot to send him the memo.
He was going to tell them they weren't getting their seasonal gifts this season if that was indeed the case, he could easily just raffle the things off or gift them to some of the people in lower circles so they would be able to have something they ordinarily wouldn't. Only time would tell on that however, while he continued to wander something caught his eye near the pumpkin carving station. From behind it was a beautifully crafted hanfu with a waist-length cloak, he also noticed the blonde kitsune tails and moved up slowly noticing the blonde ears upon a head of blonde hair, it was one certain thing that allowed him to know who this was even from behind. 'Sumire.' he thought to himself as he noticed the hairpin that he had fixed and gifted to her less than a year ago.
He moved towards her as he noticed her take a seat, it was clear that he was going to carve a pumpkin, it was something extremely messy but he guessed he would deal with it as it meant spending time with her. "Good evening Lady Honoka." he said as he bowed but unlike their traditional method he put his hand to his chest and bowed more like a Western noble, it felt so awkward to him but it seemed as if he had been doing it his entire life. "Would you mind if I joined you?" he would ask his voice polite towards her, he highly doubted she would refuse as she like himself always looked for a reason to spend time with the other, still he didn't want to assume just in case she was here on business or meeting up with someone.
Post by Sumire Honoka on Oct 20, 2024 20:45:57 GMT -5
Sumire was more here by herself, with the assistance of shi. Her sellsword always felt learning the culture elsewhere was great for a growing girl let alone her mother agreed. her tails and ears were crafted by her siblings and her mask by her mana beasts. She made the hanfu, deciding for it to be knee high and the sleeves short. much different then what she was normally allowed to wear. She was thankful for the supportive mother she had that always had ways to help her be able to see and experience clover as she was sure her father would keep her in her workshop till the day she was to be married off.
She held the pumpkin tracing a invisible image into it imagining what pattern to put on it. She reached into her hanfu bringing out a spare piece of fabric as she covered her lap. It was then she heard footsteps looking over her shoulder as she heard the familiar voice Enlil. she thought as she turned fully listening to his greeting as she giggled " my my Lord Yinsil. Never thought I would see someone just as yourself in such attire. not too bad." She said with a smile as she shaked her head scooting over a bit to give him room "Are you going to company me tonight Lord Yinsil. I am alone for the night on shi and my mother's request of shi tending to some deliveries with me tonight" she spoke tracing her nail into the pumpkin lightly. deciding on a fabric pattern with swirls and clouds with a stream and cherry blossom leaves. It was un conventional but it was hers. Clover was such an odd place and one Sumire was willing to learn to spend more time with the one she loved.
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Last Edit: Oct 20, 2024 20:46:37 GMT -5 by Sumire Honoka
