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Richard the Lionheart ([personal profile] ocenon) wrote2025-03-10 07:52 pm

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[personal profile] simulacres 2025-04-01 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
I see. I was worried about nothing this whole time, then?

[ nothing to saber, at least. to ayaka, it was almost everything. it felt like she had been deceiving saber, leading him on and towards disaster without neither of them being aware about it. and yet here he is, proudly saying that ayaka could never ruin his wish with that same easy-going smile as ever.

that's right... he hadn't changed one bit from their time in snowfield, had he? he was still the same person that had so stupidly saved her in the opera house and got her arrested.

feeling the sting of tears in her eyes again, she takes off her glasses and sets them aside so that she can properly rub her eyes. this time, however, they're tears of relief. ]


I'm glad, then. I-- I didn't... I didn't want to let you go. I thought I had to but I didn't want to. So I'm glad.

[ glad that she can stay with saber to watch him fulfill his wish. glad that she's not affecting him. and, perhaps, glad that she can be just a little selfish sometimes.

taking a leap of faith, ayaka leans forward to wrap her arms behind richard's neck and pull him into a hug. ]
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[personal profile] simulacres 2025-04-03 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
Ah--

[ as saber pulls her close, she realizes just exactly what she had done. thank whatever deity is above that in this position saber can't see the red on her face and that her hair covers her ears.

but she doesn't pull away. instead, she buries her face in saber's shoulder, groaning in embarrassment. ]


Ugh, I'm sorry. I...didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.

[ after all of this, the last thing she needs to be doing is causing more trouble for saber. ]
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[personal profile] simulacres 2025-04-06 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ she tenses for a second when she feels richard move, but she lets out some of the tension with a sigh when she recognizes that it's not a rejection, but him returning the gesture.

having always preferred solitude, she realizes that she's unused to any type of affection. therefore, she's not sure about what to do next. should she pull away? not when he's leaning on her as well, right?

she lets out another shaky breath. uncertain, but never quite willing to give up. ]


Yeah. This is fine... it's nice.

[ she doesn't deserve nice. she'll take it anyways. ]