[ obligatory fit check instead of sexy angel costume! though at least now i can mention that yves was probably covered in bandages beneath his angel costume earlier so it wasn't even that scandalous. if nothing else, it just shows that the lace half mask he was wearing wasn't just part of the costume - it's an outfit staple. yay!
but this is such a cute response... yves just laughs a little bit - ]
Shall I fetch you something more... average to eat, Mademoiselle? Though you and your desserts do complement each other well.
she smiles brightly up at him like she wasn't pouting two seconds ago. ]
We do, don't we? A cute girl should pair well with cute desserts. ♪ You don't have to trouble yourself. I don't want to waste food either. I can do it.
but he laughs a bit, nodding in automatic agreement with her compliment to herself ]
You took the words right out of my mouth! Oh—I have an idea. How about a picture so you can commemorate the moment without being sad that it has to pass?
[ has to pass... because she has to eat the bear... ]
[ oh elysia you're a gift - he's at least a quick study, angling the photo just right - and with his free hand he'll throw up a peace sign! he really learned so much from uruha ]
I can guess yours if your halo means anything to you. Um...
[ she looks thoughtful as she goes back to her seat. even more thoughtful as she picks up the poor bear. ]
I don't think I've ever sat down to choose one. It's like picking a favorite child. It seems almost too difficult to me, but I love seeing petals unfurl.
but he's happy to indulge her. his expression warms even more, and lifts a little with pride ]
My grandfather taught me how to look after flowers and plants. He's the person I respect most in the world, even now... I think I'd like to become someone like him—someone who can love all flowers no matter what.
Even ones that people are scared of, or scorn. The lycoris noirges in my home weren't always welcome... but to me, they're an important part of my memories and my family. They bloom, no matter how other people feel.
[ elysia loves seeing the depth of love and adoration that other people have, so her own expression warms in kind. ]
He sounds like someone I would have loved to meet. To love what many fear... that's admirable. I don't think I've seen spider lilies as dark as the ones in your halo, but if the ones in your home look anything like the ones in your halo, they must be even more gorgeous blooming in a field.
[ confidently, because they are beautiful without question ]
... but if you ever see one, please don't pluck it or touch it. They're dangerous. I'm not sure if that's possible to be the case here in the afterlife, but I'd rather not take any chances.
I hope your opinion doesn't change because I'm defending something that can be seen as frightening.
[ be less concerning, yves. she doesn't know how old he is right now because this is before profiles, but he looks close enough to 23 that this is concerning!!! ]
Twenty-three? That's so young. That's too young.
[ that's horrible? even she can't smile about it. ]
I hope by until recently, you mean they found a way to dispel the curse.
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elysia is a cute girl drawn to cute things, so where else would she be but in a cute cafe full of cute and aesthetic food?
she's looking at the bunny and bear shaped fruit sandwiches in front of her with a slightly torn expression. ]
I can't eat you....
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but this is such a cute response... yves just laughs a little bit - ]
Shall I fetch you something more... average to eat, Mademoiselle? Though you and your desserts do complement each other well.
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she smiles brightly up at him like she wasn't pouting two seconds ago. ]
We do, don't we? A cute girl should pair well with cute desserts. ♪ You don't have to trouble yourself. I don't want to waste food either. I can do it.
[ she has determination(?). ]
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but he laughs a bit, nodding in automatic agreement with her compliment to herself ]
You took the words right out of my mouth! Oh—I have an idea. How about a picture so you can commemorate the moment without being sad that it has to pass?
[ has to pass... because she has to eat the bear... ]
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[ she whips out her phone. snap snap snap! ]
Some sacrifices must be made.
[ said in a tone somehow both cheerful and solemn. ]
Won't you join me?
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[ he laughs a bit before taking the seat and then opening up his own phone - ]
Look here, Mademoiselle! A lovely photo of a matching maiden and her cute dessert.
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[ she smiles for the camera and poses complete with a hand heart. ]
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[ like a little ham!! but he snaps a few pictures before he reviews them and turns his phone to show her one! ]
How's this?
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It's hard for someone as lovely as me to take a bad picture. It's perfect. ♪
How about a group selfie to commemorate?
[ she's known him for two minutes. ]
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I'm being blessed with honor after honor!
Let's see...
[ he's going to struggle with the selfie camera for a little bit... hmmm.... this is new... ]
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You're getting there... you can do it!
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How's this?
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oh! double peace, then. she'll match him. ]
We're both as beautiful as flowers in bloom.
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but a picture it is! commemorative of two beauties and their bears ]
Ahaha, a lovely comparison. Do you have a favorite flower?
[ yves with his spider lily halo.... oop ]
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[ she looks thoughtful as she goes back to her seat. even more thoughtful as she picks up the poor bear. ]
I don't think I've ever sat down to choose one. It's like picking a favorite child. It seems almost too difficult to me, but I love seeing petals unfurl.
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I love all flowers, but this one reminds me the most of my grandfather.
But I think your answer is just as lovely. Any moment where the flower blooms is a really inspiring one.
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[ she takes a small bite out of a bear shaped confection. ]
Isn't it? It's romantic, how much flowers blooming can symbolize hope.
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[ soft, wistful
but he's happy to indulge her. his expression warms even more, and lifts a little with pride ]
My grandfather taught me how to look after flowers and plants. He's the person I respect most in the world, even now... I think I'd like to become someone like him—someone who can love all flowers no matter what.
Even ones that people are scared of, or scorn. The lycoris noirges in my home weren't always welcome... but to me, they're an important part of my memories and my family. They bloom, no matter how other people feel.
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He sounds like someone I would have loved to meet. To love what many fear... that's admirable. I don't think I've seen spider lilies as dark as the ones in your halo, but if the ones in your home look anything like the ones in your halo, they must be even more gorgeous blooming in a field.
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[ confidently, because they are beautiful without question ]
... but if you ever see one, please don't pluck it or touch it. They're dangerous. I'm not sure if that's possible to be the case here in the afterlife, but I'd rather not take any chances.
I hope your opinion doesn't change because I'm defending something that can be seen as frightening.
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[ she doesn't mind a little danger, but maybe she'll listen. ]
If my opinion did, I wouldn't be me. Things that can be frightening... I know them well. Don't worry.
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[ he frowns at the memory ]
But if you don't hurt them, they really don't get in anyone's way...
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I wouldn't hurt any flowers if I had the choice, but... what does it mean... for your country to be loved by Death?
[ she doesn't know the premise of virche. ]
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Ah... Until recently, for the past... couple hundred years? Everyone in the country would die by the time they reached the age of 23.
So it was called the country loved by Death... and cursed by it.
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Twenty-three? That's so young. That's too young.
[ that's horrible? even she can't smile about it. ]
I hope by until recently, you mean they found a way to dispel the curse.
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