I don't, but it's fun. The girl who left it to me used to ride me around on it, I was mortal then and my anti-gravity ability was more floating than flying. And Chuuya has a bike, so we have plans. [ To terrorize the city with a race, normal shit. ] I can actually let him use his powers now that mine can hover.
--Come inside. Your main gift can't really be hauled around.
Mmhmm. [ Saya takes his hand as they walk into the house, kisses the back of it. ] Thank you for your hard work. It was incredibly thoughtful. [ Taking care not to change the look of it specifically. ]
[ She leads him to her bedroom, then releases his hand to walk into the closet. She rolls out her dress form. On it is a silk ballgown, done mostly in red and black and gold. The sweeping bottom half is pieced to resemble stained glass but with Chinese-style art and the fabrics have been chosen to make it look like it's glowing from within. The artwork is designed with bulls and fire and wind, with abstract Demon Bull Family sigils if you know where to look. As it reaches the waistline there is carefully placed black and gold lace to imitate curling smoke in a breeze. The fabric shines and shimmers in the light, the colors changing slightly depending on where your eye catches it. The top is more structured, hugging the torso like a corset. The panels are the same colors but sheer in between the seams, with the black and gold lace from the skirt curling through the design so that it is more pretty than risqué. The dress is made to appear strapless but the lace continues up to a high neckline to make sure to cover his neck. There are long, fingerless gloves made of the same lace. ]
[ This clearly took a lot of work, and a lot of thought. ]
You said you haven't had occasion to wear a ballgown in 50 years. I thought it was high time that changed.
[Saya has made her previous gifts, but this is definitely more complex than the corsets, and the hair piece was a courting gift, this is a holiday gift, a very different standard, and she went all out. She made something that took a lot of effort.]
[(People keep making him things)]
[It's]
[It's still so new, and his emotions have been all over the place, it makes his heart feel tight and he has to take a shuddering breath.]
It's gorgeous. [He approaches, running a hand over the material.]
I thought maybe I'd take you out to a nice dinner, a place with some dancing, then we could watch the fireworks.
I made something for myself to wear too... [ Back into the closet she goes, and emerges with a fitted black suit with red and gold metallic pinstripes. There are some subtle DBF symbols on the lapels and cuffs. ]
I was going to make a corset for it but I think I like it without a top under the jacket. Maybe with just a necklace... [ It would be sexy for sure with the deep v in the jacket, but not outrageous. ]
[He looks over, hair flickering in flames as he looks her over.] I think it looks good without it. Not that you couldn't make it look good with it, but...
You're very handsome like this. More of a suave look over pure sex. [He is definitely blushing as he talks.]
[ Saya smiles indulgently and reaches out for his hand. ] Thank you. I wanted something more subtle so you'd shine in the gown. Not that you need my help.
Is that a yes? You'll let me take you out and seduce you properly?
I guess we'll see about that, won't we? [ Saya knows that either of them, and certainly both together, could turn heads, but she designed that dress specifically to complement Red Son's features. Hopefully it'll be as stunning on as it is in her head. ]
I have some artwork for you, too.
[ Saya gathers some thick papers from the bed and hands them over. On them are portraits of the children they saw in his ideal reality: Diva and Rikku together, Jade, Huǒ Hou and Xiaotian. One of the monkeys with Wukong and Macaque. One of Rikku and Jade fighting. Diva playing with Princess Iron Fan instructing. All of them piled on top of the Demon Bull King and wrestling playfully. ]
[ There's something different at the bottom of the pile. It's a stylized fire, almost tribal in appearance, with some symbols in the fire: a bull, his mother's fan, the symbol of the Samadhi fire from Red Son's jacket. ]
That last one is a sketch of a tattoo I wanted to get, as I do with everyone important to me. Even though I hopefully won't sleep again, it's a tradition I'd quite like to maintain. I thought I should get your permission before I ink symbols of your parents on my skin.
[ She slides the jacket off her shoulder. ] I was thinking the back of my shoulder, opposite the dragon that represents Kantera. The flames could wrap over my shoulder a bit.
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--Come inside. Your main gift can't really be hauled around.
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Oh? [Will follow her inside.]
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[ She leads him to her bedroom, then releases his hand to walk into the closet. She rolls out her dress form. On it is a silk ballgown, done mostly in red and black and gold. The sweeping bottom half is pieced to resemble stained glass but with Chinese-style art and the fabrics have been chosen to make it look like it's glowing from within. The artwork is designed with bulls and fire and wind, with abstract Demon Bull Family sigils if you know where to look. As it reaches the waistline there is carefully placed black and gold lace to imitate curling smoke in a breeze. The fabric shines and shimmers in the light, the colors changing slightly depending on where your eye catches it. The top is more structured, hugging the torso like a corset. The panels are the same colors but sheer in between the seams, with the black and gold lace from the skirt curling through the design so that it is more pretty than risqué. The dress is made to appear strapless but the lace continues up to a high neckline to make sure to cover his neck. There are long, fingerless gloves made of the same lace. ]
[ This clearly took a lot of work, and a lot of thought. ]
You said you haven't had occasion to wear a ballgown in 50 years. I thought it was high time that changed.
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[Oh]
[Saya has made her previous gifts, but this is definitely more complex than the corsets, and the hair piece was a courting gift, this is a holiday gift, a very different standard, and she went all out. She made something that took a lot of effort.]
[(People keep making him things)]
[It's]
[It's still so new, and his emotions have been all over the place, it makes his heart feel tight and he has to take a shuddering breath.]
It's gorgeous. [He approaches, running a hand over the material.]
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I thought maybe I'd take you out to a nice dinner, a place with some dancing, then we could watch the fireworks.
I made something for myself to wear too... [ Back into the closet she goes, and emerges with a fitted black suit with red and gold metallic pinstripes. There are some subtle DBF symbols on the lapels and cuffs. ]
I was going to make a corset for it but I think I like it without a top under the jacket. Maybe with just a necklace... [ It would be sexy for sure with the deep v in the jacket, but not outrageous. ]
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You're very handsome like this. More of a suave look over pure sex. [He is definitely blushing as he talks.]
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Is that a yes? You'll let me take you out and seduce you properly?
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But yes.
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I have some artwork for you, too.
[ Saya gathers some thick papers from the bed and hands them over. On them are portraits of the children they saw in his ideal reality: Diva and Rikku together, Jade, Huǒ Hou and Xiaotian. One of the monkeys with Wukong and Macaque. One of Rikku and Jade fighting. Diva playing with Princess Iron Fan instructing. All of them piled on top of the Demon Bull King and wrestling playfully. ]
[ There's something different at the bottom of the pile. It's a stylized fire, almost tribal in appearance, with some symbols in the fire: a bull, his mother's fan, the symbol of the Samadhi fire from Red Son's jacket. ]
That last one is a sketch of a tattoo I wanted to get, as I do with everyone important to me. Even though I hopefully won't sleep again, it's a tradition I'd quite like to maintain. I thought I should get your permission before I ink symbols of your parents on my skin.
[ She slides the jacket off her shoulder. ] I was thinking the back of my shoulder, opposite the dragon that represents Kantera. The flames could wrap over my shoulder a bit.