[OPEN] we're underneath a thousand shining stars

[nowingsyet]

Who: NONA1 and YOU.
Where: All around the carnival.
When: Before going into The Matrix, at night.
What: NONA1 dances in the moonlight to ease robo stress. Gets robo feels.
Warnings: N/A.


NONA1 couldn't explain if was nerves about moving to a new place, a place were there was artificial life like her own, or the fact her systems were getting unused and needing 'a test' of sorts. (Plus it's a beautiful night out, the carnival always had these stunning nights filled with fae energy.) So in the moonlight near her trailer, she begins to dance. Feeling the energies of the night, letting her metal limbs nail each movement gracefully and perfectly.

These are usually the forms taken for a ritual done by her tribe of fae in the dead of night. It was for protection against those that would harm them in the night. At least that is what she was taught. She remembers to steps taught by one of her creator, clumsy and graceless. But NONA1 paid attention to it nonetheless.

Her movements slow, and she stops.

They are gone... every one of them.

Comments

[nowingsyet]

She stops once she hears him and turns around.

Joker. I once did, I'm trying to get back into the habit.

[pipers_son]

“Well, if ya ever want the space, yer always welcome ta any of the tents we performers use~.” He probably shouldn’t poach from other departments so much, but he just can’t help it. Landing with a few steps, his wings fold behind him. “I mean, it’s what the tents are there for, after all.

[nowingsyet]

I wouldn't want to impose. The space is for performers only. I am in makeup and hair.

She looks at his face closely. I want to try new markings of your face...

[pipers_son]

“I’m the Stage Manager. The tents are for whoever I give the okay for.” Still, there’s no point in forcing her, and he lets it drop easily enough as he watches her inspect him. Curiously, he reaches up to touch his own cheek.

“Oh yeah? I usually let Tanyuu take care of that, but what are ya thinkin’ of?”

[nowingsyet]

You normally use blue for for your face markings, I want to change it up a little and put some gold or another metallic color. And maybe we can change the shape.

[pipers_son]

“Gold, huh…” He rolls the idea over in his head, considering it. It’s not too much of a change up from his usual work wardrobe- he probably has colors across the rainbow for suits, and he can no doubt make just about every basic color combination that can be thought of at this point. “Well, I’m all for a bit of experimentin’. What about shape? Teardrop is a pretty classic one, after all.”

[nowingsyet]

I am fond of loops and lines criss-crossing... a minimalist look. But I may have to ask Tanyuu about it. Usually she does makeup and NONA1 tends to hair.

[pipers_son]

“Loops sound like they could be fun~.” And they definitely suit his personality, if nothing else. “Let me know what Tanyuu says, then. I’m sure she’d have a time of it.”

[nowingsyet]

What are your feelings on changing your hair?

[pipers_son]

Huh. That’s a question he’s never heard before. He reaches up to fiddle with a few stray strands. “Well, the red is usually eyecatchin’ enough, but if ya can think of somethin’ new, I’m all for hearin’ it.”

[nowingsyet]

I don't mean the color, but you do give me ideas.

[pipers_son]

Oh, well then. He blinks. “Well, I’d rather not cut it, if ya don’t mind… I mean, besides the occasional trim. Anythin’ else, well, I’d listen ta an idea, I guess.”

[nowingsyet]

I meant for a different style...

[pipers_son]

“Do ya know how ta draw?” His wings shift a little as he thinks. “If ya could show me what ya meant, it’d help.”

[nowingsyet]

I need paper and a pen. There's also casting an glamour on your head...

[pipers_son]

“Well,” he chuckles, “I can supply that easily enough! S’probably somethin’ lyin’ around, especially in one of the trailers. Ah, but I wouldn’t want ta interrupt yer practice more than I have already. If ya come find me later, that’d be better, yeah?”