#cageddoves

Inhye watched as the ballerina posed to perfection. From the very tips of her fingers to her chin, down to her pointed toes, it appeared as though not a fraction of her was out of place. Chiyo was stunning. Inhye couldn't help but let her eyes travel across her form with an awe and envy that she had long since thought she'd relinquished. Sure, shooting brides constantly gave her a feeling of pride and perhaps longing. But there was something so striking about the way an athlete carried themselves. Something that made Inhye's chest pull tight. It was a beauty she'd left on the ice long ago.

"That's it, good," she said appreciatively, the practiced encouragement coming with ease and shaking her from her reverie. A flash, illuminating the entire space from a millisecond. Shadows fell and faded in one instant. Stepping back briefly, Inhye leaned into her own pose again. This time she crouched low and extended her own foot to capture an angle that gave Chiyo the high ground, the power.

Of all the guided tours Seojin believed he might be apt in delivering, this had not been at the start of his list. He couldn't argue that if anyone was going to introduce roleplaying video games, he was probably the best guy for the job. But the fact that he now had Chiyo sat beside him to ready undertake the venture, nestled in the abundance of blankets he'd pulled from various spots around his apartment, was somewhat of an anomaly.

And yes. He also couldn't argue against the fact that presenting her with Dark Souls as a first foray outside the cosy Animal Crossing realm she currently resided in, was cruel. But that was why he was here. To guide her. To make this as painless as possible!