#wingsoar

Relationshippy / accepting

Wow, I can't believe Robin sees the Fool as her enemy like everyone else. I thought she was different :(

But yes, definitely! Sparkle does everything in her own way, even if it offends people, but ultimately, she did help save Penacony. She also seems to understand Robin quite well even if they hardly know each other so I think Robin can find a bit of comfort in that, knowing that she doesn't have to pretend in front of her.

@wingsoar sent : ∗ 12﹕ sender  invites  receiver  to  dance .

       HAND  RESTING  ON  WAIST  AS  THEY  SWAY  TO  THE      careful melody, they rest in the solitude of each other's company away from the prying eyes of the masses.     fingers interlaced together,  the faint music     -     the chimes of this secluded part of golden hour always made them feel at ease.     her offer to    DANCE     was accepted in a heartbeat, a smile adorning stelle's lips.     while they do not pride themselves of being the best dancer    (  ...  )      they know just about enough to not embarrass themselves in front of her.     delight in every sense of the word, they move rhythmically to the rhythm.      tune slightly melancholic but with figures almost woven into each other, they hardly feel troubled with the     PIECE     that accompanies both of them.     under this dew, this moment that stands still     -      they find her to be absolutely     GORGEOUS.      she always has been.     it is their honor to be with her like this.     pleasantly twirling her around, they move with grace.     they have classed themselves to be elegant but with her  ?      they can be.    

"  miss robin,  "      her name still slips out with the     HONORIFIC.     it is a little hard to imagine that this moment is being shared with them, of all people, but they are no less grateful.     "  do you get jovial whenever you dance  ?  "     is it a means to kill time  ?     they do not know.     but one thing is for certain  :     under this light     -     she looks utterly     HEAVENLY.     never really spoke softly to anyone until her.    somehow, she is able to put them into a gentle state.     everything falls into place.    harmonic.    this is a memory that will be etched into their mind.    

@wingsoar sent : robin's results !

"Helllloooo ~"

ALMOST ALL OF THE BOXES ARE TICKED OFF ! could miss robin truly be ---- !? they are looking at her RESPECTFULLY. ( stelle is intrigued. )

"Platonically, of course ~"

@wingsoar asked:

She doesn't know him that well so refrains from selecting the very bolddd options hehe.

Send me 🕯️to hear my character’s inner thoughts about your character | Accepting | @wingsoar

I just know Robin and I will be great friends. She's so caring, really the kind of person I like being friends with. I've been lonely for a while, and I like when it seems this natural with someone. It didn't happen often.

That's often one bittersweet note of the Trailblaze. Unless that very station was the same one being hopped upon, sweet meetings and bittersweet goodbyes managed to stuff themselves somewhere in the grand equation. Despite their antics involving being a hidden set of rabble rousers, all to stir up some secretive fun, it just felt too damn soon to be saying farewell already. Caelus wasn't making it difficult to read upon his face in the least.

"Especially when it felt like we met a few damn hours ago. The advent of a holy figure really does make the time fly by, huh?" Not to mention a showdown that singlehandedly stirred each and every denizen within Penacony truly awake for a fleeting moment. The spectacle that mankind and inorganic life fashioned a will to tear free of an Aeon's desires felt surreal.

Amidst such a spectacle, her spirited shout and the ivory plumage remained as cherished mementos.

Besides, Robin looks like she had a more upbeat idea about it all. It came so suddenly that a brief stir of laughter followed. "A see ya later. C'mon! If it's that simple, you'd think we'd be next door neighbors--" Before any mirth could fill in the gap, it'd be a tender touch and the warmth of the Halovian's arms instead. Caelus briefly freezes once she pressed close.

It was a short lived surprise as these limbs of her's knew the definition of support. Similar to a spring day enveloping his thoughts, there was a sense of calm struck amidst the hug. Leaning his chin upon Robin's lithe shoulder, it wouldn't be long before those broader arms returned the favor. Fashioning themselves securely about her frame, he'd reel her in further with a tug, ensuring they keep flush together. He believed it was a damn good way to solidify their promise.

...

Then suddenly, he invites her in with a sudden lift! Just enough those heels of her's to ascend off the earth as a moment of laughter sprung free. It was barely keeping her feel off the ground, but all the more reason for silver locks to mesh with her hair's particular shade.

"You better! Don't think I have any ways to elbow drop into a place you're visiting." That wasn't mere yapping either.

"Really. If you even need somethin', whether a friend or a hand, you know where to call. I'd like an order of a lil Robin time myself."