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jida2017-08-17 12:53 am
sewneurotic) wrote in jida2017-08-17 12:53 am
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[ Despite his many (many) oddities, Shu is perfectly capable of comporting himself with elegance in delicate political situations - and, in fact, that could be safely called his sole redeeming feature. He stands with his back straight, head held high, wings tucked close and his tufted tail, for once, perfectly still behind him.
That doesn't mean he's immune to irritation, however. It's just he and Mika waiting in the private sitting room to meet their guest - their new partner - which means that he's given up on trying to hold his hands at his side. Instead he has them crossed over his chest, his foot taping impatiently against the ground. Irritation is obvious in his posture and expression, but even if it weren't it's still crackling along his bond with Mika like so much static. His second bond, the one that connects him to this newcomer, is kept carefully muted. ]
They're late.
[ They're not late. They just aren't ten minutes early the way Shu wants them to be. Not that Mika could quite do anything about it even if they were, but Shu still feels the need to comment. ]
What makes them think-
[ And then, several minutes ahead of their scheduled meeting time, the doorknob turns and the door cracks open. Shu gives a startled jerk and immediately responds but drawing himself up higher. His foot stops tapping, but his arms stay crossed, and whoever it is that's been escorted through the door by two palace guardsmen and a single church official is getting such an icy, aloof look from him right now.
His feathers are a little fluffed out no, but not too much. Hopefully not enough to notice, at least. ]
That doesn't mean he's immune to irritation, however. It's just he and Mika waiting in the private sitting room to meet their guest - their new partner - which means that he's given up on trying to hold his hands at his side. Instead he has them crossed over his chest, his foot taping impatiently against the ground. Irritation is obvious in his posture and expression, but even if it weren't it's still crackling along his bond with Mika like so much static. His second bond, the one that connects him to this newcomer, is kept carefully muted. ]
They're late.
[ They're not late. They just aren't ten minutes early the way Shu wants them to be. Not that Mika could quite do anything about it even if they were, but Shu still feels the need to comment. ]
What makes them think-
[ And then, several minutes ahead of their scheduled meeting time, the doorknob turns and the door cracks open. Shu gives a startled jerk and immediately responds but drawing himself up higher. His foot stops tapping, but his arms stay crossed, and whoever it is that's been escorted through the door by two palace guardsmen and a single church official is getting such an icy, aloof look from him right now.
His feathers are a little fluffed out no, but not too much. Hopefully not enough to notice, at least. ]