[ when that unfamiliar something doesn't leave shousetsu's expression, rider then begins to wonder. it's a look she's never seen on her master's face, so full of unspoken emotion, conflict, uncertainty. rider watches shousetsu a moment, dark eyes staring into hers, when she finally speaks.
...
"rider," she says.
ah. something isn't right, after all. ]
Akari.
[ the name chosen for this mission. she mutters just the same, ensuring it audible only to shousetsu. then, a little louder: ]
Shall we find our seats, then?
[ no "master" or "my liege" just yet — nothing that might break the careful illusion they'd just crafted. the details of the mission, or whatever is on shousetsu's mind, they can't speak in the middle of it all here. ]
no subject
...
"rider," she says.
ah. something isn't right, after all. ]
Akari.
[ the name chosen for this mission. she mutters just the same, ensuring it audible only to shousetsu. then, a little louder: ]
Shall we find our seats, then?
[ no "master" or "my liege" just yet — nothing that might break the careful illusion they'd just crafted. the details of the mission, or whatever is on shousetsu's mind, they can't speak in the middle of it all here. ]