It should be noted that in fencing, "disengage" is used to describe a form of feinting.
It Was Her Idea Almost As Much As Mine But Ok I Get It Im Just Your Unreasonable Gibbering Grassblooded Girlfriend What Does My Word Have To Do With The Matter Of Retaining Your Other One Ive Got Just One Question To Ask Now Do You Have Any Idea What I Should Do With This Then
> Kanaya: Look at dress.
You look at the dress. It is supported, somewhat crudely, by a chair, for lack of a better mannequin. It has the alias "masterpiece", earned after it went to the penultimate rung of its echeladder about two days ago, "PINS OF STEEL".
Did you want to do something else?
> Kanaya: Look at dress with camera lens.
You see nothing but darkness.
Are you forgetting something?
> Kanaya: Turn camera on.
The video resolution doesn't quite do the wall justice.
> Kanaya: Turn camera on masterpiece.
Oh.
Why didn't you say so earlier.
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The long sleeves ringed in alternating colors elegantly protect the arms from the unworthy outside air, while the triple-peaked stripes on the bodice evoke less subtly the symbol emblazoned on the stately black section intended for the collarbone. The ruffles rising up and down and up and down around the pleasantly rounded perimeter of the skirt are smoother, smaller curves, more like actual waves, smoothly crashing in the border firmly below the knee. The stockings, streaked vertically in beautiful blues, are stuffed with cotton shamelessly in an attempt to improve their awkward hanging position beneath the piece.
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You have not worked this hard on a dress since...
Since the first time you stitched together a skirt with no schematics and by hand?
Since you put together monochromatic fabrics and stitched gloves in a way no source you could get your hands on showed you how?
Perhaps since the last time you tried to grind together all your silver and diamonds and other feelings that fluttered frantically in your abdominal cavity on fairy wings and crush them into one sparkling piece of work that would solve all your problems--?
(But that time they burnt with the sun's fire and this time, this time they truly shine with moonlight and starlight, brighter than you can bear to look at, so brightly you think you might burst--)
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You have never, ever worked this hard on a dress.
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In a corner of the background somewhere lies your black and white outfit, the one intended "for special occasions", the first dress from your wardrobe you chose to remake for yourself, unfinished.
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Date: 2012-04-08 04:43 am (UTC)It should be noted that in fencing, "disengage" is used to describe a form of feinting.
It Was Her Idea Almost As Much As Mine
But
Ok
I Get It
Im Just Your Unreasonable Gibbering Grassblooded Girlfriend
What Does My Word Have To Do With The Matter Of Retaining Your Other One
Ive Got Just One Question To Ask Now
Do You Have Any Idea What I Should Do With This Then
> Kanaya: Look at dress.
You look at the dress. It is supported, somewhat crudely, by a chair, for lack of a better mannequin. It has the alias "masterpiece", earned after it went to the penultimate rung of its echeladder about two days ago, "PINS OF STEEL".
Did you want to do something else?
> Kanaya: Look at dress with camera lens.
You see nothing but darkness.
Are you forgetting something?
> Kanaya: Turn camera on.
The video resolution doesn't quite do the wall justice.
> Kanaya: Turn camera on masterpiece.
Oh.
Why didn't you say so earlier.
======>
The long sleeves ringed in alternating colors elegantly protect the arms from the unworthy outside air, while the triple-peaked stripes on the bodice evoke less subtly the symbol emblazoned on the stately black section intended for the collarbone. The ruffles rising up and down and up and down around the pleasantly rounded perimeter of the skirt are smoother, smaller curves, more like actual waves, smoothly crashing in the border firmly below the knee. The stockings, streaked vertically in beautiful blues, are stuffed with cotton shamelessly in an attempt to improve their awkward hanging position beneath the piece.
======>
You have not worked this hard on a dress since...
Since the first time you stitched together a skirt with no schematics and by hand?
Since you put together monochromatic fabrics and stitched gloves in a way no source you could get your hands on showed you how?
Perhaps since the last time you tried to grind together all your silver and diamonds and other feelings that fluttered frantically in your abdominal cavity on fairy wings and crush them into one sparkling piece of work that would solve all your problems--?
(But that time they burnt with the sun's fire and this time, this time they truly shine with moonlight and starlight, brighter than you can bear to look at, so brightly you think you might burst--)
======>
You have never, ever worked this hard on a dress.
======>
In a corner of the background somewhere lies your black and white outfit, the one intended "for special occasions", the first dress from your wardrobe you chose to remake for yourself, unfinished.
======>