[ Aliza arranged for a unitmate to greet Doctor at the front door and bring him to the ☆ZRAEL theatre, moonlit of course, its velvet curtains lit with stars in the position colors of the unit: yellow, red, blue, and orange. Several intricate wooden lanterns cast dappled shadows and soft violin music plays in the background. There are plenty of lush recliners lined up facing the stage, which is -- ]
[ Transformed. Hanging from above, without blocking the moonlight, are collections of flowers and other foliage, particularly flowers that are both the purple and red of Doctor and Aliza's respective position colors: Fuschia Dark Eyes and Bearded Irises, with Clemantis vines climbing up the walls and Asiatic Starlette Lilies sprinkled throughout to brighten it up. She called in a lot of favors from Lupine for this. ]
[ To one side of the stage is a small table with a black velvet cloth covering it. Glittering drinks that float and sparkle like miniature galaxies are waiting there, along with several bite sized desserts that she clearly had help with. There's also a small box tucked among the treats. ]
[ Doctor gets a few moments to take this in before Aliza's voice is behind him: ]
Like it?
[ Wearing a black flared gown with delicate red flowers splayed across the sheer corset top and down one arm, her smile is both pleased and jittery. She put her hair up for this, and even put makeup on. One has to admire the sheer amount of effort, if nothing else. ]
[ She looks down, face flushing a pleasant pink. Peak girliness, he brings it out in her. Rather than keep blushing and grinning like a fool, she leans her forehead against his temple. ]
So do you.
It's almost a shame we can't get any fanmail about this, but I didn't want to be in front of the cameras. This is for us.
[ She pulls back enough to put a hand out for him to take, and with her other she pulls out a small remote control, which she clicks. The violin music changes to a very proper and danceable version of La Vie En Rose. Of course. ]
Venti helped me with the music. You should be properly effusive at him sometime. [ Aliza's singing this particular song, and she did some of the string work, but Venti did the rest. ]
I'll prepare him a cocktail with tea in thanks. [Taking her hand, and resting the other hand at her hip.] Though the star of the track is clearly your lovely voice.
[ At first she instinctively adopts a more formal courtly dance posture with her forearm against his shoulder blades, then her head catches up to her muscle memory and she lands in more of an embrace, stepping in close. ]
I had to add this one. It's a cliché, but the classics become that for a reason. Do you know it?
[ It's very much in French! The English version sort of sucks, plus she gets to whisper to him and translate it which is appealing. ]
When he takes me into his arms, speaks to me softly, I see life through rose-colored glasses; He speaks words of love to me, Even every day words, Such things they do to me...
It's one of the most internationally famous French songs from that era. Maybe ever. We claim to know romance the best. Though I'm sure the Italians, among others, would protest.
[ She's incredibly graceful as usual, but clearly trained in waltzing. ]
Certainly no rush, but whenever you'd like a break I have two surprises for you. One at a time, I mean.
[ She wouldn't have minded kissing him before he got away, but she's really just stalling. Why is this so nerve wracking?? She takes the stereo remote out and uses it as an excuse to turn and pause the music. ]
So... part of the reason this took so long is that I was studying different types of dancing from my part of the world. I thought you might like to see it. I went through a few until I found one that seemed to fit -- well.
[ Clearing her throat and pulling out something small which her hands fiddle with. ]
Stand there, okay? No moving other than to turn in a circle.
[ On goes the music again, this time the distinct flutter of a Spanish guitar. Aliza flicks her fingers and they click in rapid succession -- she's put on a pair of castanets. There's a reason she chose this particular dress with the flared gown and the lace top. It's for flamenco dancing. ]
[ Thanks to Venti the music is on point, and Aliza proceeds to do a dance for him, the style suiting her perfectly -- emotional, dramatic, with lots of steep back bends and turns. As soon as she's moving her nerves are gone. The castanets take full advantage of her agility and speed. She moves more or less around him, though sometimes changing direction and sometimes remaining in one spot for a moment. Her eyes mostly look demurely down, as is customary for flirtatious dancing, only every now and again flicking up to meet his gaze. ]
[ When it's over, her nervousness threatens to flood back in, but instead she flips the music to something softer and waits to see what he thought. ]
[There's no need to ask if he likes it. From the moment she begins to move, he's enraptured, his jaw practically on the floor. She's stunning, even more of a vision of beauty than usual.
He's stunned for a moment even after the song ends, before his words catch up to him.] That was - wonderful.
[ She looks a bit -- startled, maybe. Then a beaming smile of joy and relief as she bounds over to him and rests her hands on his chest. ]
Yeah? I'm so glad.
I know I'm not -- refined and elegant and all that, [ the way she sees him ] so I wanted to at least do something for you that's a little up to the standards you deserve.
[ She tugs him over toward the table of drinks and snacks, and the one box sitting on it. ] Then you can have your second gift.
[ When he opens the box he'll find what she promised him forever ago -- a ring. It's made of meteorite and fire opals and shines purple and red when the light catches it. Look even closer, and there are small flying bats embedded into the ring, subtle and barely visible unless you know what you're looking at. Inscribed on the inside is "Advienne que pourra". ]
The inscription means "whatever may come" [ she supplies helpfully ]. So that you'll have something to touch and see and remember that I love you no matter what.
[ As long as they're clear that there's no wedding happening! If anything she'd want a little night out with their closest loved ones, but guh even the thought of an actual wedding makes her cringe ]
Good, then. But people are going to ask where mine is. [ Her tone is obviously gently teasing. She doesn't even want a ring, unless it can be worn on a chain. Sword user problems. ]
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Day 506 - Dancing date
[ Transformed. Hanging from above, without blocking the moonlight, are collections of flowers and other foliage, particularly flowers that are both the purple and red of Doctor and Aliza's respective position colors: Fuschia Dark Eyes and Bearded Irises, with Clemantis vines climbing up the walls and Asiatic Starlette Lilies sprinkled throughout to brighten it up. She called in a lot of favors from Lupine for this. ]
[ To one side of the stage is a small table with a black velvet cloth covering it. Glittering drinks that float and sparkle like miniature galaxies are waiting there, along with several bite sized desserts that she clearly had help with. There's also a small box tucked among the treats. ]
[ Doctor gets a few moments to take this in before Aliza's voice is behind him: ]
Like it?
[ Wearing a black flared gown with delicate red flowers splayed across the sheer corset top and down one arm, her smile is both pleased and jittery. She put her hair up for this, and even put makeup on. One has to admire the sheer amount of effort, if nothing else. ]
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His eyes are wide when he turns to her, and they only get wider seeing what she's dressed up in.]
This is - so much. I'm lost for words.
[He might be openly gaping. It's beautiful.]
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[ She walks up to him and rests her hands on his shoulders, then brushing up to both sides of his face. Smiling up at him. ]
You deserve my best.
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[He slips his arms around her waist to give her a squeeze.]
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So do you.
It's almost a shame we can't get any fanmail about this, but I didn't want to be in front of the cameras. This is for us.
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[ She pulls back enough to put a hand out for him to take, and with her other she pulls out a small remote control, which she clicks. The violin music changes to a very proper and danceable version of La Vie En Rose. Of course. ]
Venti helped me with the music. You should be properly effusive at him sometime. [ Aliza's singing this particular song, and she did some of the string work, but Venti did the rest. ]
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I had to add this one. It's a cliché, but the classics become that for a reason. Do you know it?
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No, I don't. What is it about?
[Assuming it's still in French.]
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When he takes me into his arms,
speaks to me softly,
I see life through rose-colored glasses;
He speaks words of love to me,
Even every day words,
Such things they do to me...
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Even more beautiful than I thought.
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[ She's incredibly graceful as usual, but clearly trained in waltzing. ]
Certainly no rush, but whenever you'd like a break I have two surprises for you. One at a time, I mean.
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[Then it can be surprise time.]
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[ Plus, nerves. ]
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[But eventually the song does end, and he steps back from her a little.]
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So... part of the reason this took so long is that I was studying different types of dancing from my part of the world. I thought you might like to see it. I went through a few until I found one that seemed to fit -- well.
[ Clearing her throat and pulling out something small which her hands fiddle with. ]
Stand there, okay? No moving other than to turn in a circle.
[ On goes the music again, this time the distinct flutter of a Spanish guitar. Aliza flicks her fingers and they click in rapid succession -- she's put on a pair of castanets. There's a reason she chose this particular dress with the flared gown and the lace top. It's for flamenco dancing. ]
[ Thanks to Venti the music is on point, and Aliza proceeds to do a dance for him, the style suiting her perfectly -- emotional, dramatic, with lots of steep back bends and turns. As soon as she's moving her nerves are gone. The castanets take full advantage of her agility and speed. She moves more or less around him, though sometimes changing direction and sometimes remaining in one spot for a moment. Her eyes mostly look demurely down, as is customary for flirtatious dancing, only every now and again flicking up to meet his gaze. ]
[ When it's over, her nervousness threatens to flood back in, but instead she flips the music to something softer and waits to see what he thought. ]
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He's stunned for a moment even after the song ends, before his words catch up to him.] That was - wonderful.
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Yeah? I'm so glad.
I know I'm not -- refined and elegant and all that, [ the way she sees him ] so I wanted to at least do something for you that's a little up to the standards you deserve.
[ She tugs him over toward the table of drinks and snacks, and the one box sitting on it. ] Then you can have your second gift.
[ When he opens the box he'll find what she promised him forever ago -- a ring. It's made of meteorite and fire opals and shines purple and red when the light catches it. Look even closer, and there are small flying bats embedded into the ring, subtle and barely visible unless you know what you're looking at. Inscribed on the inside is "Advienne que pourra". ]
The inscription means "whatever may come" [ she supplies helpfully ]. So that you'll have something to touch and see and remember that I love you no matter what.
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Thank you. Truly, I... thank you.
[He might be a little bit teary-eyed.]
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[ She holds him for as long as he needs, offering a gentle squeeze now and then. ]
You don't need to thank me. You do that every day. [ She's a handful and a half and he endures all of it, somehow. ]
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[I'm sorry, here come the sniffles.]
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Then I'm glad you have it now. I love you too. [ She gives him a gentle kiss on the cheek, then on his temple. ]
I'm sorry in advance that you'll get questions about it.
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[He and Aliza are engaged and it's wonderful.]
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Good, then. But people are going to ask where mine is. [ Her tone is obviously gently teasing. She doesn't even want a ring, unless it can be worn on a chain. Sword user problems. ]
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