@Delta44
The woman was indeed quite convincing in her impersonation. Shou was about to bow his head to her and apologise profusely, mentally scolding himself for letting the wines get to him and clouding his perception and-
Oh! So it really was Ryoki after all.
Crisis averted
"How could anyone forget, indeed..." her words made a blush blossom on his cheeks that he attempted to hide with a nervous little cough, and then a more easygoing smile again.
"Likewise. Your dress is enchanting." he commented, taking her cue of crossing her leg on top of the other as a sign of her ease. Cautiously, he took the seat just beside hers, about to say something about the last time they'd spoken,
"It has. How have you be-"
And then, the little lady with Ryoki spoke.
...the raven haired woman wouldn't have been the only one to spit her drink out all over the table at the assumption.
"Oh, no! Not at all!" the professor laughed, blush beginning to creep up again. Of course, there was very little that would have dissuaded him, or anyone else for that matter from being her boyfriend...
Her boyfriend, huh...
"Ah, yes." said Shou softly, shaking himself out of his train of thought. He only just caught the girl's 'onee-chan' comment, and looking the blonde over, was confused at best. As a man of genetics, dominant and recessive genes aside, this was...
He came to the conclusion that it might have been a friend who fondly referred to Ryoki as 'big sis', and not actually her sister. Silly professor...
She even acted nothing like Ryoki, demure and clad in white as she was...wait, an actual bridal gown?
"It's wonderful to meet you, too." Shou began, flinching a little when she introduced herself as none other than a Mochizukki. So they were sisters...
The man drew blanks for a couple of seconds, before it hit him. Adoption was a thing. It had completely slipped his mind.
"...miss Mokyu. I would call you 'Miss Mochizukki', but Ryoki has already claimed that title from me, hah."
Here he offered the much younger girl a gentle smile, and stood up, then bowed his head down low to greet her in respect.
Of course, happy circumstance happens to everybody. It was at that moment that two lollipops happened to dislodge themselves from his top-hat, landing right on the table. He had completely forgotten he was wearing actual candy.
...Alex would have laughed.
"Oh goodness! Forgive me." he chuckled, holding out the two lollipops, cherry and green apple, to the two ladies. "...here. A peace offering, Mokyu. I'm not horribly frightening, I promise. Just horribly clumsy, hah. You can ask my students from time to time."
As Shou went to answer Ryoki, out of the corner of his eye, a brunette in an elegant white dress had come and, looking quite miffed, taken a seat at their table. Perhaps Shou would recognise her as the woman who photographed him and Amie. Perhaps not...
"I came for the atmosphere," he admitted, honestly. "I also have always wanted to come to a masquerade ball."
Here, he told a little white lie. It was much more his romantic fiancée who dreamt it. He'd live her dreams till the day he'd die, though.
However, dressing up was a big plus!
"And you?"
He let his eyes wander. To the couples on the dancefloor enjoying the more upbeat waltzes, in particular a brunette woman with her darker haired partner.
And then to the stressed out woman who didn't look like she was even from the country. Maybe she was lost? Didn't know Japanese?
...she appeared to be fine. Anyone in designer clothes would always be fine, anyway.
"Appears we have company." his voice was down to a mischievous whisper as he sipped from his goblet. He looked at the two Mochizukkis in turn. "...who seems to be worried about something. I wonder what happened. I might ask."
...completely oblivious to the episode with the taser on the other side of the ballroom.
"Pardon me, miss." Shou spoke out to get the woman's attention. If she'd turn to him, she'd notice his silvery hair and brown eyes warm with concern. Nobody deserved not to be having a good time, after all.
"Is something the matter? You appear a little...correct me if I'm wrong, a little shocked about something..."
@BlueAjah
The woman was indeed quite convincing in her impersonation. Shou was about to bow his head to her and apologise profusely, mentally scolding himself for letting the wines get to him and clouding his perception and-
Oh! So it really was Ryoki after all.
Crisis averted
"How could anyone forget, indeed..." her words made a blush blossom on his cheeks that he attempted to hide with a nervous little cough, and then a more easygoing smile again.
"Likewise. Your dress is enchanting." he commented, taking her cue of crossing her leg on top of the other as a sign of her ease. Cautiously, he took the seat just beside hers, about to say something about the last time they'd spoken,
"It has. How have you be-"
And then, the little lady with Ryoki spoke.
...the raven haired woman wouldn't have been the only one to spit her drink out all over the table at the assumption.
"Oh, no! Not at all!" the professor laughed, blush beginning to creep up again. Of course, there was very little that would have dissuaded him, or anyone else for that matter from being her boyfriend...
Her boyfriend, huh...
"Ah, yes." said Shou softly, shaking himself out of his train of thought. He only just caught the girl's 'onee-chan' comment, and looking the blonde over, was confused at best. As a man of genetics, dominant and recessive genes aside, this was...
He came to the conclusion that it might have been a friend who fondly referred to Ryoki as 'big sis', and not actually her sister. Silly professor...
She even acted nothing like Ryoki, demure and clad in white as she was...wait, an actual bridal gown?
"It's wonderful to meet you, too." Shou began, flinching a little when she introduced herself as none other than a Mochizukki. So they were sisters...
The man drew blanks for a couple of seconds, before it hit him. Adoption was a thing. It had completely slipped his mind.
"...miss Mokyu. I would call you 'Miss Mochizukki', but Ryoki has already claimed that title from me, hah."
Here he offered the much younger girl a gentle smile, and stood up, then bowed his head down low to greet her in respect.
Of course, happy circumstance happens to everybody. It was at that moment that two lollipops happened to dislodge themselves from his top-hat, landing right on the table. He had completely forgotten he was wearing actual candy.
...Alex would have laughed.
"Oh goodness! Forgive me." he chuckled, holding out the two lollipops, cherry and green apple, to the two ladies. "...here. A peace offering, Mokyu. I'm not horribly frightening, I promise. Just horribly clumsy, hah. You can ask my students from time to time."
As Shou went to answer Ryoki, out of the corner of his eye, a brunette in an elegant white dress had come and, looking quite miffed, taken a seat at their table. Perhaps Shou would recognise her as the woman who photographed him and Amie. Perhaps not...
"I came for the atmosphere," he admitted, honestly. "I also have always wanted to come to a masquerade ball."
Here, he told a little white lie. It was much more his romantic fiancée who dreamt it. He'd live her dreams till the day he'd die, though.
However, dressing up was a big plus!
"And you?"
He let his eyes wander. To the couples on the dancefloor enjoying the more upbeat waltzes, in particular a brunette woman with her darker haired partner.
And then to the stressed out woman who didn't look like she was even from the country. Maybe she was lost? Didn't know Japanese?
...she appeared to be fine. Anyone in designer clothes would always be fine, anyway.
"Appears we have company." his voice was down to a mischievous whisper as he sipped from his goblet. He looked at the two Mochizukkis in turn. "...who seems to be worried about something. I wonder what happened. I might ask."
...completely oblivious to the episode with the taser on the other side of the ballroom.
"Pardon me, miss." Shou spoke out to get the woman's attention. If she'd turn to him, she'd notice his silvery hair and brown eyes warm with concern. Nobody deserved not to be having a good time, after all.
"Is something the matter? You appear a little...correct me if I'm wrong, a little shocked about something..."
@BlueAjah