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Katara of the Southern Water Tribe ([info]k_waterbender) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-08-29 15:52:00

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Entry tags:complete, day 13, katara, vincent valentine

Day Thirteen
Who: Katara and Vincent Valentine
What: Food Consumption and Dancing
Where: The Restaurant to start
When: Day 13 ; Evening
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete

After a morning of self training with a staff, and an uncomfortable afternoon with a man who gave her the creeps, Katara was finally able to relax… a bit. Her nerves were still buzzing uncomfortably around her lithe figure, making her nervous, whenever she thought of Vincent.

As evening drew closer, Katara decided she wanted to dress nicer than usual. She didn’t expect her evening to consist of anything pressing. That was probably why Katara chose to dress in robes rather than her usual Water Tribe attire. She hadn’t really been thinking about what she was going to wear, but she figured she wouldn’t be doing anything that required a lot of mobility. Therefore, the waterbender figured she could wear something that wouldn’t aid in movement. After a quick bath to wash away that day’s dirt and dust and sweat, she dressed.

First she wrapped a simple, light red robe around her person. Then she slipped her arms through the quarter length sleeves of the outer robe that billowed out only by a couple of inches, and wrapped the light fabric around herself. It extended to the floor, though it barely dragged against it. There were slits up the sides to her mid-thigh that revealed the under robe. Upon her feet she wore a pair of sandals that looked nice with the deep red of the fabric and the lighter red of the trim. Around trim, flowing designs were embroidered in black. About her throat she wore a golden chain. Her hair was styled half up into a bun, clasping it with a red and golden clip, while two loops of hair were attached to that, and the rest of her hair flowed over her shoulders and down her back.

Once the sun had set she sought out a golem to direct her to wherever Vincent might be. They moved silently, unspeaking over the grounds. Katara was led through the trees at a quicker rate than her eyes could adjust to the sudden shadows, and she had to hold her robe up to keep from slipping on it. The moonlight shone through the trees to light the way, but the deeper into the forest they went, the thicker the trees became, and the shadows darkened. The golem moved at a swift pace, never really allowing for a moment’s pause so she could adjust to the dim lighting. Somehow, though, Katara felt herself grow more anxious, as if she knew they were near to Vincent.

Eventually, the trees began to thin again so she could finally see a bit. As soon as Katara caught sight of Vincent, the golem departed. She knew he saw her, too. The trees were thinner here, but, for what reason, had yet to be discernable. All she knew was that the moonlight filtered through the trees, casting eerie shadows over them both, but she wasn’t afraid. There was nothing to fear while he was around. Except your reactions… The waterbender thought. She swallowed. She did feel a bit nervous, and her belly filled with dragonflies that flew around, knocking uncomfortably against her organs. She walked toward him until she was only a few feet away, and his crimson eyes were visible to her silver optics.

“Ha-have you eaten at all today?” Katara asked, her brows creased in question. As far as she knew, he rarely ate anything, and she’d never seen him eat- even when she’d cooked for him. A not-wholly-unpleasant shiver wound its way up her spine at the thought of what actually had happened that night, but she stuffed it down. He would deteriorate away into nothing if he didn’t eat, and she’d promised him that first night they’d met that she wouldn’t allow that to happen. “Come eat something with me. The food here is really good.” She extended her hand toward him, motioning for him to go with her. It sounded like an offer, but she didn’t intend to take ‘no’ for an answer.



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[info]k_waterbender
2008-08-31 03:19 am UTC (link)
Suddenly, Katara was stable, but she was running, weaving around the tables to make her way out of the restaurant. She wasn’t as graceful and exact as Vincent, especially not while trying to keep herself from tripping over her robes, but she did all right. She was running too fact, though, and the corner of one table was not avoidable. It jabbed into her lower thigh- right above the knee- tearing through the thin fabric of both robes quite easily. It only slowed her down with a stumble, a cringe, and a soft cry of pain. She didn’t stop. She wasn’t sure if her thigh had actually been cut or if it was simply bruised, but she didn’t care. She wanted to catch up to Vincent. Physical wounds were easy enough to heal.

Then again, every thump of her sandal upon the floor sent a jab of pain into the area. It was definitely bruises around it, but it might also be cut. She wasn’t thinking about that, though. She was hardly even limping, though it would be perceptible to a very keen eye.

“Vincent!” She called as soon as he was in sight. In all, it probably only took her a couple of minutes to compile all of those thoughts she’d had and figure through them. It had felt like an eternity, though, and she was so afraid he would be gone that relief flooded through her, speeding her up. Katara practically slammed into him when she reached him, but she slowed herself just in time that she wouldn’t knock the wind out of herself when she wrapped her arms around him in an embrace. She lay her head on his shoulder while she tried to catch her breath. Being fit, it didn’t take long at all. “I’m sorry. I don’t want you to think you did anything wrong.” Her heart beat hadn’t slowed since just before she began running. “I…” She lifted her eyes to his, her brows creased from worries she’d felt when he’d left her there in the restaurant. “I really…” Words weren’t helping her any. They were getting in her way. She didn’t really know what she should say. Instead, the waterbender leaned up and pressed her lips to his.

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