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Post by Horiuchi Nadeshiko on Feb 22, 2018 22:03:20 GMT -5
"I will be honest with you Hinata. If you weren't dating the Prince and were into girls, I might ask you out on a date. You're refreshingly honest and in a world full of masks your bare face is a delight. Your emotions are raw and exciting, I am so happy I get to see them."
Nade beamed widely then "That might have been a bit much but I really do like you as a friend and I'm not really ashamed to say it."
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Feb 22, 2018 22:06:57 GMT -5
Hinata chuckled.
"No, it is not too much, I made friends with Priya-chan yesterday. Also, I do not feel the need to wear a mask around you. You are my friend. ...well, actually, that is a lie. There is one mask I have not dropped yet."
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Post by Horiuchi Nadeshiko on Feb 22, 2018 22:11:01 GMT -5
"I can understand that completely. There are some things we wish to keep hidden, even to ourselves. Someday I hope that mask comes down and whether it's for me, for yourself, or for the Prince is entirely up to you but just remember. I'll always be here for you~"
She takes one last bite of her food, realizing her plate was now empty. It's amazing how good food seems to disappear too fast.
"All I ask is that if you do need help... you ask for it. It doesn't matter what it is or what happened or anything. I'll find some way to help you through it."
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Feb 22, 2018 22:15:54 GMT -5
"Well, I've got no problem droppin' it around ya" Hinata replied, suddenly dropping into her natural Crab brogue and sounding like she ate haggis every meal, if that were a thing in Rokugan.
"I don't think you'll make fun of me for it, will ya? ...also please don't tell anyone."
Well...there was one last mask. She was not going to mention that to anyone, though. Indeed, she hated mentioning it to herself.
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Post by Horiuchi Nadeshiko on Feb 22, 2018 22:21:18 GMT -5
"That's it? an accent? That is the least important thing to me ever Hinata. Half the characters in my book speak with strange accents. Tch, if anyone makes fun of you simply for the region you live in well that's one of the lowest things I can think."
She nodded a bit with her words, arms crossed over her chest in a defiant gesture towards the imagined bullies.
"We can't pick where we were born anymore than we can pick if we born a boy or a girl. In fact, I think it's kind of neat. It makes you different, even more unique than you already are."
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Feb 22, 2018 22:28:36 GMT -5
Hinata played with a lock of her bangs nervously.
"Yeah, but...it's ammunition, ya know? Doesn't matter if I'm ashamed of it or not, people who wanna bring me down would use it. That's why I hide it. I don't wanna show people vulnerabilities."
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Post by Horiuchi Nadeshiko on Feb 22, 2018 22:35:28 GMT -5
"It's pretty obvious but anyone who use it as ammo isn't your friend but your friends wouldn't care either. In the end it's up to you. I'll always enjoy your company whether you're wearing your mask or not but I think I'll enjoy it a bit more now that I know your deepest secret~ and on Friday you'll know mine."
She leaned forward then, pushing her plate to the side to grab hold of the hand playing with her bangs. She squeezes it tightly in both her hands as she looks deep into Hinatas eyes. "and if anyone does make fun of you I will bring down the wrath of the fire kami on them..... as long as Daidoji-san isn't around. That boy does not need more trauma."
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Feb 22, 2018 22:46:36 GMT -5
Hinata smiled, and squeezed Nadeshiko's hand in return.
"Thank you."
Happy tears began to well up in her eyes, but she wiped them away.
"It is...good to have a friend like you."
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Post by Horiuchi Nadeshiko on Feb 22, 2018 23:03:46 GMT -5
"I just think to myself... If I were my own best friend... what would I be like, what would I look for? and then I turn around and that's what I give you. It's a bit sappy but hey, it seems to be working."
She squeezes that hand once more before pulling back, best not to give the rumour mill too much ammunition over their lunch.
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Feb 22, 2018 23:12:02 GMT -5
Hinata took a deep breath out and spread her hands, bringing her emotions back in order.
"A little sap is healthy. Trees wouldn't grow otherwise, neh?"
She smirked playfully.
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