[Inko nods, taking a few steps back to start again.
Keep her head up high, keep her shoulders back...
Think of Micchan.
...
Think of Bakura. Imagine how she would walk if she was as amazing as Bakura. Like she could float and be as graceful and beautiful as him--
She holds her head high, pulls her shoulders back, and walks forward, still keeping one foot in front of the other. Her body flows like water, even as she looks Bakura straight in the face and into his eyes. There's determination in her face and admiration in her eyes.
She doesn't realize that she hadn't stopped walking until she's chest-to-chest with him, staring up into his face.]
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Date: 2024-02-15 02:47 pm (UTC)Keep her head up high, keep her shoulders back...
Think of Micchan.
...
Think of Bakura. Imagine how she would walk if she was as amazing as Bakura. Like she could float and be as graceful and beautiful as him--
She holds her head high, pulls her shoulders back, and walks forward, still keeping one foot in front of the other. Her body flows like water, even as she looks Bakura straight in the face and into his eyes. There's determination in her face and admiration in her eyes.
She doesn't realize that she hadn't stopped walking until she's chest-to-chest with him, staring up into his face.]
Ah...um.
How...was that?