[ there's a brief moment where the set of her arms falters, softening slightly, the line of her mouth nearly puckering into a pout. for a second there, she'd expected for jade to yell at her or reassert his role as her superior -- although she can't really recall him ever doing so, not even throughout all of the missteps and disrespect anise and luke would show to him. but she was used to it from figures of authority, having to show militant respect at all times: the little slip up, this outburst, felt just as strange to her despite how freeing it was to drop the formalities a little bit.
she's innerly fumbling, scrambling for more arguments about the many uses of rappig merchandise when jade sighs and concedes, a response she hadn't quite been expecting so soon. her expression slips into one of surprise, lips parting around words she can not yet form. ]
You're going to keep it ...?
[ her wide-eyed gaze strays from his face back down to the onesie, blinking almost owlishly. she's surprised it seemed to work, that he didn't just chuck it all overboard the moment she was acting unrulier than usual.
he's such a mean sofie, after all. ]
Yes, well...
[she clears her throat, a blush creeping onto her face as she tries to regain her former stoic countenance. ]
I'm glad that you see the tactical possibilities these items hold! They'll be very useful here for ... all of the excursions.
[ now she feels so awkward ... ! will he think she's childish? ]
[Jade meets Tear's wide-eyed gaze with an expression that could--quite honestly, and frankly, only be described as sheepish. Which doesn't suit the usual expressions on his face at all, probably...but that's fine, because it's only allowed to be fully visible for a half second or so, before Jade's turning away to scan the deck about them instead for a moment.
You know. For any witnesses. To all this, just now. ...Seems they're in the clear, though--]
One never knows when it comes to the excursions in this place, I suppose. [He's trying so hard not to sound too long-suffering here. He really is! ...Though it can't help but seep in a bit anyway, after another beat.] --Really, though, must you look so surprised? You ought to at least be confident in an argument well-won. Come now, Tear, do try to seem at least a bit more victorious about this...
[Because it was totally the Power of her Arguments (about infeasible uses for animal onesies) that won out this particular little clash. Definitely that, and not at all the fact that Tear is a dear friend and maybe also had surprise on her side, and Jade hadn't known what else to do in the face of her very sudden and unexpected passion for rappig memorabilia.....
Jade folds his arms, some last-ditch attempt at retaining an at least somewhat business-like air in all this.]
Besides that. In any case. I'm almost positive that--costume isn't going to fit you, so I'll have to store it in my own closet for the interim. ...If you've any interest in those items inside it, however, you're quite free to take your pick of them. If you'd like. [He's never going to need that many rappig-themed journals in his life, after all!!]
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the line of her mouth nearly puckering into a pout. for a second there, she'd expected
for jade to yell at her or reassert his role as her superior -- although she can't really
recall him ever doing so, not even throughout all of the missteps and disrespect anise
and luke would show to him. but she was used to it from figures of authority, having to
show militant respect at all times: the little slip up, this outburst, felt just as strange
to her despite how freeing it was to drop the formalities a little bit.
she's innerly fumbling, scrambling for more arguments about the many uses of rappig
merchandise when jade sighs and concedes, a response she hadn't quite been expecting so soon.
her expression slips into one of surprise, lips parting around words she can not yet form. ]
You're going to keep it ...?
[ her wide-eyed gaze strays from his face back down to the onesie, blinking almost
owlishly. she's surprised it seemed to work, that he didn't just chuck it all overboard the
moment she was acting unrulier than usual.
he's such a mean sofie, after all. ]
Yes, well...
[she clears her throat, a blush creeping onto her face as she tries to regain her former
stoic countenance. ]
I'm glad that you see the tactical possibilities these items hold!
They'll be very useful here for ... all of the excursions.
[ now she feels so awkward ... ! will he think she's childish? ]
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You know. For any witnesses. To all this, just now. ...Seems they're in the clear, though--]
One never knows when it comes to the excursions in this place, I suppose. [He's trying so hard not to sound too long-suffering here. He really is! ...Though it can't help but seep in a bit anyway, after another beat.] --Really, though, must you look so surprised? You ought to at least be confident in an argument well-won. Come now, Tear, do try to seem at least a bit more victorious about this...
[Because it was totally the Power of her Arguments (about infeasible uses for animal onesies) that won out this particular little clash. Definitely that, and not at all the fact that Tear is a dear friend and maybe also had surprise on her side, and Jade hadn't known what else to do in the face of her very sudden and unexpected passion for rappig memorabilia.....
Jade folds his arms, some last-ditch attempt at retaining an at least somewhat business-like air in all this.]
Besides that. In any case. I'm almost positive that--costume isn't going to fit you, so I'll have to store it in my own closet for the interim. ...If you've any interest in those items inside it, however, you're quite free to take your pick of them. If you'd like. [He's never going to need that many rappig-themed journals in his life, after all!!]