A wide open space can be arranged. How much space are we talking? A studio? We shall relocate our next lesson to one of those should that suffice. There are many that will not be in use. Two days is more than enough time for me.
- R.
enjoy the pretty, do not feel the need to match lmao
[ At the usual time, Eden certainly is there (early, actually, to make sure the space was set up,) dressed in beautiful red and golds, with a peek of midriff showing that was only as subtle as it was due to their shorter frame. Where they normally kept their hair straight, this time around it was styled into large voluminous curls. They even put extra effort with khol along the lashes and lined around the eyes, and a subtle golden cast over the dark red lips.
Also with a set of twin swords, for the moment together in their single scabbard. ]
I admit... I kind of guessed on what kind of outfit would look good for this. Once you're comfortable.
[ She'll gesture to the chaise lounge, and once he looks comfortable, Eden will take the swords out of the scabbard and set that part aside. While not long, it was probably the most artistic thing she's done thus far without being taught about it first. ]
[ Raphael enters the space he’s borrowed for their “lessons”, immediately looking over Eden’s attire with an appreciative nod. Red is always encouraged, of course. The curls in her hair are a nice touch, and of course he notices the pair of swords she wields. It only proceeds to draw his curiosity further. What will she do for him today? ]
You are radiant, my dear. I daresay there are few wardrobe decisions that you could not do justice.
[ He smiles at her as though he’s just said the most factual thing on the planet, and then makes himself comfortable on the chaise lounge as she invites him to. He leans back against it, folding his arms casually in front of him and then giving a nod to show that he is ready for her to go on.
Of course he’s a captive audience, taking in every detail of her movements, every slice of a blade through the air. Raphael’s expression shifts very little, save for a nod of his head or a quirk of his brow every once in a while. He will spare her any commentary until the display is finished, but she does hold his attention without waver so that’s as good a sign as any. ]
[ It was really meant to be the only thing, as a small show, but after seeing that she was still keeping his attention... Eden shifts into something a little more advanced, ending with laying the swords on the ground, bare legs with golden chains along the thighs and, for a bit, a sign that despite the appearance from one angle, there was still a clear sight of cleavage pressed together under the top.
There's even still a sign of the elegance in her steps as she stepped over the swords and walked over to the chaise ]
Sadly, there's no answer to how or where I found I could do that. I figured you'd appreciate it in the full form, with the blades.
[ Along with the details of how she dressed herself up for it. Yes, she got the compliment, but now she was close enough for him to appreciate with other means. ]
[ As she continues to perform, he continues to watch, giving her the utmost of his attention. At least without actually fawning over her. Once she's finished and appears to be walking back to him, he holds his hands together in a little bit of applause. ]
Such elegance, appearing out of the ether? Well, I suppose we shan't question its origin. You have truly highlighted the beauty of the blade.
[ He simmers into a satisfied smile, letting his eyes sweep over her attire now that she's close to him. Closing the distance that remains between them, he bring his hand to her chin, ever so playfully tilting it up. ]
Well done, Eden. Well done indeed. You truly are one of my finest pupils.
[ There's a way that she absolutely beams from the applause and praise; a glow in her expression that's almost absolutely been an exclusive to Raphael thus far. Someone has definitely taken the whole 'giving yourself wholeheartedly' thing... well, wholeheartedly. ]
I admit it took a bit to figure it out.
[ And it was someone else that figured out the movements were meant to go with a blade. Still, she went through figuring out the clothes with some thrall's help. Being told 'well done' and getting called his finest was worth it several times over, heart racing now from more than just the dancing. No secret as to why, with how she trailed fingers up and down the forearm of the hand that was at her chin. ]
[ She's certainly wrapped warmly around his finger, that's for sure. Further praise will only make sure that lasts quite a long time.
Though with asking if there was something specific, the answer was a clear yes, with the coy way Eden bit at the inside of her bottom lip. There certainly was, but the novice was shy enough to need to work up the courage, even as she's pulled closer and was practically on top of him. ]
There is something that I've been wanting to try... It's a little embarrassing to say, though. It would require some things, too.
[ Which is only because she's not used to saying such things. However, he'd be pleased to realize that it was a kind of scenario that meant she had quite an amount of trust towards him. ]
They... might be feasible to acquire here and now.
[ There's probably something set up for ropes and the like from the ceiling, what with the various arts and seduction means that are done in this castle. Still, the idea of saying that she wanted to be in such a vulnerable position as being strung up (in either forms), and left to someone's whims, refused to leave the tip of her tongue. Which is why Eden opted for leaning further in to rest her head into the curve of Raphael's neck; conveniently hiding just how flushed their expression was getting. ]
Can't you just look into my mind to find out? Just this once?
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- R.
enjoy the pretty, do not feel the need to match lmao
~ Eden
[ It would also mean more room for anything else that Raphael would like to add for the lesson. ]
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Very well, meet me at [Room Location]. The usual time.
- R.
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Also with a set of twin swords, for the moment together in their single scabbard. ]
I admit... I kind of guessed on what kind of outfit would look good for this. Once you're comfortable.
[ She'll gesture to the chaise lounge, and once he looks comfortable, Eden will take the swords out of the scabbard and set that part aside. While not long, it was probably the most artistic thing she's done thus far without being taught about it first. ]
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You are radiant, my dear. I daresay there are few wardrobe decisions that you could not do justice.
[ He smiles at her as though he’s just said the most factual thing on the planet, and then makes himself comfortable on the chaise lounge as she invites him to. He leans back against it, folding his arms casually in front of him and then giving a nod to show that he is ready for her to go on.
Of course he’s a captive audience, taking in every detail of her movements, every slice of a blade through the air. Raphael’s expression shifts very little, save for a nod of his head or a quirk of his brow every once in a while. He will spare her any commentary until the display is finished, but she does hold his attention without waver so that’s as good a sign as any. ]
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There's even still a sign of the elegance in her steps as she stepped over the swords and walked over to the chaise ]
Sadly, there's no answer to how or where I found I could do that. I figured you'd appreciate it in the full form, with the blades.
[ Along with the details of how she dressed herself up for it. Yes, she got the compliment, but now she was close enough for him to appreciate with other means. ]
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Such elegance, appearing out of the ether? Well, I suppose we shan't question its origin. You have truly highlighted the beauty of the blade.
[ He simmers into a satisfied smile, letting his eyes sweep over her attire now that she's close to him. Closing the distance that remains between them, he bring his hand to her chin, ever so playfully tilting it up. ]
Well done, Eden. Well done indeed. You truly are one of my finest pupils.
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Someone has definitely taken the whole 'giving yourself wholeheartedly' thing... well, wholeheartedly.]I admit it took a bit to figure it out.
[ And it was someone else that figured out the movements were meant to go with a blade. Still, she went through figuring out the clothes with some thrall's help. Being told 'well done' and getting called his finest was worth it several times over, heart racing now from more than just the dancing. No secret as to why, with how she trailed fingers up and down the forearm of the hand that was at her chin. ]
Do I get a reward for how well I've done...?
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Well, there is no shame in that, certainly. Not for such a fine display.
[ Practice makes perfect and so on. Her fingers trailing along his arm draw his lips up into a smile. ]
A reward? Yes, of course. I would be remiss not to acknowledge your work.
[ He takes her by the wrist gently with his other hand, pulling her a little closer. ] Is there something specific you desire, Eden?
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Though with asking if there was something specific, the answer was a clear yes, with the coy way Eden bit at the inside of her bottom lip. There certainly was, but the novice was shy enough to need to work up the courage, even as she's pulled closer and was practically on top of him. ]
There is something that I've been wanting to try... It's a little embarrassing to say, though. It would require some things, too.
[ Which is only because she's not used to saying such things. However, he'd be pleased to realize that it was a kind of scenario that meant she had quite an amount of trust towards him. ]
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Oh?
[ He tilts his head at her admission, even though she hasn't actually told him what it is just yet. ]
Are these things feasible to acquire here and now, or are you telling me we'll wait for another time? I am quite curious, you know.
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[ There's probably something set up for ropes and the like from the ceiling, what with the various arts and seduction means that are done in this castle. Still, the idea of saying that she wanted to be in such a vulnerable position as being strung up (in either forms), and left to someone's whims, refused to leave the tip of her tongue. Which is why Eden opted for leaning further in to rest her head into the curve of Raphael's neck; conveniently hiding just how flushed their expression was getting. ]
Can't you just look into my mind to find out? Just this once?