Glitter & Gleam

"Hey, Vivianne. I saw you at the dojang a bit ago. I was a little surprised to see you there, but happy nonetheless!" This place could be crazy. If Viv didn't have the need to actually learn how to fight and now was learning, THAT part did not make her happy at all. Ismael was just happy to see another familiar face.

"Hansol is a great teacher, so you're in excellent hands."

But how would she get stronger if she did?

"Hansol has been very patient with me," Vivi says - agreeing with Ismael. Though, her face falls when she's asked how she is. Then the offer to hang out at Ismael's home - a private space - comes up.

...Deep inhale. Deep exhale.

"A sweet romantic. And attentive. If that's what you ask." ... "If that's what you ask!" ...

"VIVIANNE! WHAT THE @#$%!? DO YOU MEAN, IF THAT'S WHAT YOU ASK!?"

She's picking off some lint from her sleeve as she speaks.

❛ Non, non, I understand. ❜

❛ It is like the silks, no? You want to try on every cut, every hue, because you love them so. ❜

Besides, life would be so dull if one only wore one thing. Although it might not be the best analogy, it's probably one they can both understand.

❛ Perhaps it is myself who has not made things clear to ma chère dame? I am already a man with other partners. So it is fine, for you to do the same. ❜

Though he wouldn't recommend all of them to Vivi, of course. Eiden was restricted to specific tastes, while Sebastian...would eat her up completely. His precious sirène, while lovely at all times of day, was slowly settling into one partnership more permanent than the rest.

Then Cecil makes it clear what she could only guess at. Ah, so that is why he was so nonchalant about her comment from when they first started dating. When she confessed.

She shakes her head. "No, not entirely." Vivi says. "It's more like what we're doing right now. Being clear."

Speaking of things rapidly approaching Queen, there's a blur of brown fur as Gwen immediately dashes to jump into her arms! Vivi's not too far behind.

The acid in Queen's glass remains mercifully still, though she does have to set it aside to let Gwen leap into her arms. A computer is a spot where pets like to relax, and it looks like that holds true for Pokémon.

Vivi smiles brightly at Queen. "We have been well," Vivi answers - not quite a lie. She won't bring up the moon or her own murder now. Maybe she would later.

"You don't--what?! Are you nuts!?"

Not a sensitive tone at all, Tenna! It's more baffled than anything.

"Have you looked in a mirror lately? You're adorable! You're nice to monsters--yours even loves you! You dress nicely! You're kind and polite and you look like the PERFECT person to bring to a tea party! Deal with you--PAH! You're a real catch!"

"It could be, given the fact we just come back." Vivi muses before she realizes Tenna said Cecil stabbed him.

"Oh, I see." Is all she says. She doesn't contemplate the suggestive nature of what Tenna just said.

"Oh, quite a few" -he says with a playful smile. "There are cards to handle, props to conceal, ribbons to flourish... and the occasional need to make a rather dramatic escape. From water tanks and stuff."

Working at Faucher had taught her just that, after all. The clients paid for elegance and durability. It is what drives them to come in.

"Oh, but where are my manners?" Someone suddenly accosting her was probably a little strange, too, so the heiress flashed her brightest smile. "I am Navia! And I may have a request to make of you."

"Oh!" Vivi says as her hand is taken. "Mademoiselle Navia, it is a pleasure to meet you. You can call me Vivi for short, please." The pink-haired seamstress gives the other a smile.

A wallflower catches their eye, and they pause, wet hair floating around them. "Not quite my idea of summer fun, but," they chuckle, their voice echoing through the chamber.

"Well, the beach will be there once we leave the space station, no?"

Vivi smiles softly. "I was curious, too, what this would be like." She says.

"I do agree, the beach will still be there when we leave. " She says with a laugh. Vivi carefully pushes off the wall to float closer to the stranger.

"Viviane and Gwenhwyfar," He repeats oddly, as if testing the syllables and the odd way they're strung together.

"I'll keep that in mind..."

He trails off once the wagon starts moving. The tour guide began their spiel on the history of the orchid, on the many plants and trees and fruits and veggies they have growing there.

Muzan's attention waned more to look at the landscape and prod at his current companion a bit more.

"Pokemon are creatures where I am from. They live alongside us humans or in the wild. A lot of people become Trainers. I am one."

"Hansol? Oh, that's my teacher at the Dojang." Vivi explains. "I recently picked up classes there for self-defense."

She doesn't say why. Vivi hadn't spoken to Geto before or after she had been murdered. Or after she had exacted her revenge.

Which he did find a little humor in the fact the orchard had ash in it's title.

The girl spoke, and so did her large-- creature of some sort. A dog? A dog then.

"Yes, it is my first time on this tour. I think the only offer them during this festival season?" Vivianne stated as she settled Gwen on her lap.

The Eevee peered over at their new neighbor, but did not make a move yet.

"Happy to see you in one piece."

And in good health. With everything going on with the city, it had been a worry, especially after choice conversations with his roommate.

"I'm also happy to see you in mostly one piece." She continues. "Though, it looks like your hair didn't quite make it out unscathed."

Edward gave a soft nod at her reply, his lips curling up into a small smile, one he usually never shows beyond those he considers friends. (Which he doesnt have. But the mention of his sister makes him smile) "yea... she wanted me to dance with her on her wedding day, I told her I cant, but she insisted. We never danced before, so I have no idea how she wanted to manage that."

"Sounds like she just wanted to share some good memories with you on her special day." Vivi says fondly. If she had a sibling, Vivi would want to do something similar.

But Cecil doesn't think to bring those up. He's yet to meet anyone else who speaks that "language" here and besides, his dear Vivi is so insistent on being direct, after all.

❛ Boundaries, ❜ he echoes brightly. ❛ Oui, those I know. ❜

❛ It is to touch where you smile, and stop when you frown. And to let you kill as you wish. ❜

He applauds her efforts, really he does. But he thinks it's easier to just please her in everything while they're still getting along.

Perhaps his society works more on implication and subtlety than she knows how to navigate. Maybe she should ask him to teach her.

"Depends on how you see it," Vivianne says as she pushes the spoon in her bowl around some. "I just... I would like to have other partners. Not just for pleasure, but... romantically. I also want you to feel comfortable to be able to have the same."

She grimaces a little once she realizes how that sounds to her. "That made me sound controlling. I - ugh." Vivianne sighs and puts her head in her hands.

Clearly, she is frustrated at herself for how she is fumbling this talk. Or how she perceives she is fumbling this talk.

❛ I do not use these labels, yes? ❜ he replies easily enough. ❛ It is like your "dating" lesson all over again. ❜

❛ But if it pleases mademoiselle, I have always been "available." Man or woman, human or not, they are all attractive to me. ❜

After all, he was even trying to woo a TV.

Perhaps she's too used to the extra fluff.

"It doesn't have to please me," Vivi says with a sigh. Right, this may be a bit tougher to navigate. "But thank you for confirming."

Cecil brings up her team, the idea that it could correlate to an analogy on her being polyamorous, and Vivi's face does fall. She still has done nothing to find Puck or Nimue.

"Right." She says after a minute. "Well, I still think that a discussion about boundaries is important, yes?"