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 Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 3:23 am
Shuuka, Prince of Autumn Cove, Demon Bandit of Gaia, Sorcerer of the Silver World, has earned a new title this very day as she patrols the rows of ingredients and scents in Hitsuga's home.
Shuuka, the Home Invader, pauses suddenly at one of the cases, his hands greedily grabbing at a bottle before popping the top and shoving the ingredients towards his nose. After several happy whiffs, Shuuka smiles pleasantly before corking the top and placing it back from whence it came.
Setsushi was right, Shuuka decides, Hitsuga is good at scents--no, in fact, Hitsuga is great at them! Shuuka pauses yet again, his hand rubbing slowly at his chin as he peeks his head around the perfumer's equipment.
Hitsuga, Lord of Perfume, are you there?!
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 3:35 am
The projection, bold and not-at-all careful, stirs Hitsuga immediately from where he's been napping on the borrowed mattress in his workroom in the living quarters of the house.
It is not a voice he recognizes, and....as he does not detect any of Baikou's projections, assumes it is not someone she has let in while he's dozed. And surely she would have asked first....
.....
He scrambles to his feet, grabbing for his outer garments where they have been folded over the back of a nearby chair.
He is on his way, just a moment he offers with a tone of flustered courteousy to whomever has called to him.
Taking a moment, he straightens his appearance into something presentable before bustling out of the workroom and through the dwelling to greet them properly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 3:45 am
And immediately upon Hitsuga's entrance into the room, Shuuka's hand darts out, gripping the perfumer's shoulder as a broad, confident smile crosses the youth's face.
Shuuka has come to request the specialty of Hitsuga, Lord of Perfumes, if he will take the business of one so rude. Shuuka apologizes for coming in through Histuga's bathroom window (he has a lovely bathroom by the way), but Shuuka felt it was necessary in order to sample Hitsuga's craft without raising any of his hopes.
Shuuka wouldn't want to buy anything from him if he was a horrible fraud, after all.
Shuuka grins up at the perfumer before placing a hand on his own hip--thankfully, Hitsuga is truly a master at his craft and Shuuka would like to request a scent.
It's for a maiden, Shuuka privately informs, a shy joy briefly flitting across Shuuka's face before he turns, beginning to inspect more of Hitsuga's bottles.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 4:01 am
Hitsuga is incredibly bewildered by the enthusiastic greeting and boggles a bit at Shuuka.
The...the bathroom?! His--whah--
Realizing this would be the second time now that someone has entered his home off of the street via a window, he makes a private mental note to himself to start making very sure they are all latched. Dark eyes now fix on the young...man?
Well....he's--he's very pleased that Master Shuuka enjoys his work, of course. And he thanks him very much for such a compliment. sweatdrop
He must apologize, he had been resting just a moment ago. But...
He watches Shuuka as he inspects the bottles, his own mind privately turning to the fact that he has yet to get Rika's approval on the scent for Setsushi and that he'd had another project in mind to start on. One that he....supposes is not in any real hurry to get done.
It would be his pleasure to serve. 3nodding What can Shuuka tell him of the maiden in question?
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 4:15 am
Shuuka glances back at Hitsuga before seeming to go deep in thought, the youth's forefinger moving to stroke slowly at his chin as his eyes move to the floor. It takes a few moments for a few picture of the intended to enter Shuuka's mind before he nods slowly.
Jilan is... Shuuka sighs, frowning as he tries to put the qualities correctly.
Jilan is intelligent, soft-spoken but brave, willing to go along with Shuuka's moods despite how wild they might be. Shuuka's eyes move to to meet Hitsuga's, a bit of vulnerability obvious on the prince's face as the importance of Jilan to Shuuka is displayed to the world. He sighs before snorting, embarrassment and flush slipping along his cheeks.
Can Hitsuga, the Lord of Perfumes, make something based on what Shuuka has given him? Shuuka suddenly puffs up, his face disappearing as he turns away to artificially inspect Hitsuga's work.
"I do not know how much you normally charge," states Shuuka, "But I am willing to pay whatever it takes to make the scent perfect."
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 4:44 am
Softspoken but brave....tolerant....enduring...
He lets the description play about in his head, trying to fit it to a proper imagery as he sifts through the last of the cobwebs of sleep that still cling to his mind.
And....well, it entirely depends, he admits sweatdrop He is still learning how Gaian currency translates, but Shuuka needn't worry himself about it at this time.
Soft-spoken....at this he offers Shuuka the mental picture of a glade of shy, sweet white lillies. Enduring are the earthy ancient trees that surround them. Standing bravely against the bite of a crisp frigid wind that seeks to bite the petals of the soft flowers.
Perhaps...? his eyes seem to say as he looks to the back of Shuuka's head where the younger one has, again, turned to investigate the shelves of bottles.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 4:54 am
Shuuka blinks slowly at Hitsuga's words before turning, peering at the adult with an unreadable expression as the cogs work in his head. When they halt their convoluted processes, Shuuka suddenly darts towards Hitsuga.
Shuuka's hands clamp on Hitsuga's shoulders to hold him still as their possessor looks up at the man, his thoughts most earnest: Hitsuga is a genius, is he not? Shuuka knows that if he has not achieved notoriety in the Golden World that he will in Gaia. Hitsuga the Perfurmer must if there is to be justice in the world--if there is none, Shuuka will create the justice that will give such genius fame!
Shuuka bows his head suddenly to Hitsuga before releasing him from his clutches, the youth's arms folding across his chest. If Hitsuga is able to truly create such a scent, Shuuka will owe him an immeasurable debt--he needs only call Shuuka's name and the winds will call the prince to him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 5:07 am
His eyes fly wide as Shuuka grips his shoulders, twinges of panic beginning to stir as his mind races furiously in worry he may have somehow offended...
....and then at the words he blinks.
....at the bow, a flush blooms in his face as he quickly steps back to a slightly more comfortable distance, and then returns the gesture.
He--he can, of course, he assures the other, his projections a cocktail of bewilderment, respect, and perhaps an undertone of fear.
And...when would Master Shuuka like to have it? It will need, at the least, a three-day sit on a shelf undisturbed to properly set after he's made it...
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 5:15 am
Whenever Master Hitsuga has the perfume ready, Shuuka will be awaiting it. Shuuka puts him under no time constraints--Shuuka asks for perfection, and he knows how difficult that can be to achieve. Shuuka pauses, a tinge of respect and trust floating from him as he regards Hitsuga.
"It make take a bit of time for me to pay for such a wonderful perfume," Shuuka informs, "But I will pay every cent before I take even a whiff of it. I know that you will capture Jilan's personality in a scent from what you have shown me."
Does Hitsuga need a down payment in order to procure the ingredients? If Shuuka must, he will hunt them down himself in order for Hitsuga's creation to take form!
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 1:25 pm
Well....then if perfection is demanded, he will certainly do all in his power to supply, he assures the youth. Behind the wall of his mind, he finds that he dreads what might happen if he, indeed, does NOT. It is not often, after all, that his line of work attracts such....a passionate individual. And he does his best to tread carefully.
Gracefully letting his mind back out of its snail shell, he affirms for Master Shuuka that he has all that he needs to begin the fragrance's framework. He will need, perhaps, to make an outing of seeking the smaller notes for such a perfume, though. The woods are a subtle and beautiful bouquet that his oils alone don't properly capture...
And as for payment....
Surely.....surely the offered aid of a prince is worth far more in a strange world than coin, yes?
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 5:56 pm
Shuuka grins at Hitsuga's reply before nodding. Shuuka must let Master Hitsuga know, however, that Shuuka is no imperial prince--he is a mere prince of Autumn Cove. If such will suffice, then Shuuka pledges his aid when he can.
Shuuka pauses before sighing, his grin fading into an admiring smile. His words are very pretty, aren't they? Shuuka has spoken to many, but few express their thoughts as eloquently, as passionately as Master Hitsuga. One would not expect it with his reputation for a "soft" character, but he has made it obvious.
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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 6:40 pm
Oh....he....well, he was unaware he'd accrued a reputation just yet. sweatdrop
But he thanks Master Shuuka, both for the compliment and for his offer. He pauses to chase away the wisps of anxiety that occasionally chase about him like a bothersome wasp. He may, barring unforeseen circumstances, even be able to begin the project this evening.
As long as Master Shuuka is here, is there anything else Hitsuga can help with?
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 4:57 pm
Shuuka pauses as a frown forms on his lips. In seconds, his hands are on Hitsuga's cheeks, holding his head delicately as the youth watches the elder contemplatively. After a few moments, Shuuka's brows knit before he poses a question.
Does Shuuka scare Master Hitsuga? Shuuka can feel the nervousness floating around him, can't help but notice it in fact. Shuuka would like him to know that he is no danger to the perfumer. He just tends to be a little...
... passionate? Shuuka peers up at Hitsuga as if asking if that was the right word.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 6:53 pm
If possible, Hitsuga's eyes become wider at the uninvited touch to his face.
N-No, no, Master Shuuka does not scare Hitsuga, he assures the other, even as he reflexively draws back a bit. He apologizes, but....its only the way that this one is. He certainly does not mean any disrespect to Master with it.
He believes....yes, 'passionate' is a good word for Shuuka. Though there is nothing wrong with that, of course....it is, in fact, passion that is the pulse of this sort of trade.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 7:02 pm
Shuuka smiles broadly before drawing back his hands and folding them behind his head. Well, Shuuka will merely have to help Master Hitsuga with his nervousness! Shuuka expects a hard, difficult road, but knows they will succeed!
"Just keep fighting, Master Hitsuga," Shuuka says firmly, "Even if fear exists in your heart, if you keep fighting for what you want, then you will eventually overcome all of your fears."
Of course, the problem is building Master Hitsuga to such a level. Shuuka huffs slightly, his eyes narrowing as he becomes more contemplative. Shuuka's eyes then hook onto Hitsuga's own, the smaller Porcelain's hand pointing at his nose.
What is Master Hitsuga's greatest fear?
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