glassy: ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ɪɴғɪʟᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ (089.)
CINDER FALL ♛ ( sʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢᴏ ʜᴇʀᴇ ) ([personal profile] glassy) wrote 2015-06-15 05:36 am (UTC)

My bad, then.

[ in response, cinder softens her outward demeanor. tilts her head innocently as she pushes a stray hair behind her own ear. her aggressiveness in this department has always been read as threateningly so it's an unintentional after-effect of such standard usage. cinder doesn't mind though because it's clear enough that nonon is mostly being shy and not unappreciative of her abrupt boldness. ]

Nonon... [ she pronounces it slowly. foreign names weren't unfamiliar territory but one without color basis meant very little to her. as a result, that told cinder that they weren't from the same place at all. and that's... a good thing. ] Call me, Cinder. Then how about now? Would you like to dance?

[ when the music changes into something cinder could dance to— a concerto, she assumes. mozart, perhaps?— she offers a hand to her though this time much further away from nonon's person. if she wants to feel like the knight to her queen then who is she to discourage? cinder is in a sudden shortage of people that will willingly lay down their lives for her, after all. and she can't have that. not here. ]

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