That's... well. Impressive, really, because you are very certain she had to make all of that by hand.
Even if she'd had a sewing machine, or even an alchemitizer, you would still be impressed, however. That level of detail is downright exquisite, and really it puts you to mind of what an adult's attire would be like. Between the elegant peaks of the jagged stripes recalling your symbol and the cascading tide of ruffles encircling the skirt, you are fairly certain that if you ever met an eight sweep old Aquarius, this would be present in her wardrobe.
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You should definitely say something, but you are still speechless.
Of course, now that your awe has had a chance to wane, you now want to know just why the FUCK she would take all the time to make this when she knew you had no interest in wearing it. After all, if she thinks she is going to guilt you into wearing this, she has another thing coming. You know no guilt.
Well.
At least not where this is concerned. And even then it could be argued that what you identify as guilt would be more properly labeled self-pity.
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You consider telling her that she can wear it herself.
You reject this idea because, uh, HELLO. That is your symbol. Seriously. Even you are not that crass.
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All of these thoughts later, and you are still speechless. You are not at all sure which one to voice, except that last thought which you will definitely keep to yourself given Kanaya's habit of misinterpreting everything you say. Never mind the inherent crudeness of the idea.
And you are most certainly not speechless because your mundane cannot come up with an otherwise appropriate reaction.
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Date: 2012-04-08 05:59 am (UTC)That's... well. Impressive, really, because you are very certain she had to make all of that by hand.
Even if she'd had a sewing machine, or even an alchemitizer, you would still be impressed, however. That level of detail is downright exquisite, and really it puts you to mind of what an adult's attire would be like. Between the elegant peaks of the jagged stripes recalling your symbol and the cascading tide of ruffles encircling the skirt, you are fairly certain that if you ever met an eight sweep old Aquarius, this would be present in her wardrobe.
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You should definitely say something, but you are still speechless.
Of course, now that your awe has had a chance to wane, you now want to know just why the FUCK she would take all the time to make this when she knew you had no interest in wearing it. After all, if she thinks she is going to guilt you into wearing this, she has another thing coming. You know no guilt.
Well.
At least not where this is concerned. And even then it could be argued that what you identify as guilt would be more properly labeled self-pity.
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You consider telling her that she can wear it herself.
You reject this idea because, uh, HELLO. That is your symbol. Seriously. Even you are not that crass.
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All of these thoughts later, and you are still speechless. You are not at all sure which one to voice, except that last thought which you will definitely keep to yourself given Kanaya's habit of misinterpreting everything you say. Never mind the inherent crudeness of the idea.
And you are most certainly not speechless because your mundane cannot come up with an otherwise appropriate reaction.
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