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action, amegahara festival

[athenashand]

[Aigis is familiar with this sort of clothing now, but it's been...a while now since she wore anything like it. It's kind of exciting. She understood so little about this sort of thing the first time she wore a yukata.

At the moment, though, she hasn't put hers on yet. She's in one of the Prissy Polyp changing tents with Minako. As directed by the Prismal employees of the booth, she's dutifully helping Minako into her yukata. She didn't know enough about them last time to do this part, either.

Though Minako probably doesn't need Aigis's help for much except for the obi, Aigis is nothing if not a full-service assistant. She holds the yukata open wide for Minako to slide her arms into.] Don't worry. I fully comprehend the instructions we were given.

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[ minako, of course, has no compunctions about getting dressed in front of aigis. they're well past that. her mouth splits into a wide smile as aigis holds the yukata up, standing there in only the thin juban. she backs up and slips her arms into the yukata, letting herself just... relax against aigis a little. this is intimate in ways she could get used to. ]

I'm not worried. You know I trust you.

[athenashand]

[Aigis gingerly lifts the collar of the yukata to slip it up over Minako's shoulders. She goes more slowly than necessary, allowing the tips of her fingers to brush against Minako through the juban as she smooths the yukata down to hang properly. The back of her neck, then her shoulders, then her collarbone.

As always, Minako is soft against her as she leans back. Aigis smiles and turns her face to let her cheek rest in Minako's hair.] I know. I'm very grateful.

[She reaches around Minako's waist to fold the yukata over itself; again, slowly, the way one might polish a rare treasure.] Are you comfortable?

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[ minako shivers slightly at the feeling of aigis's fingertips, letting out a breath as she realizes that her partner is enjoying herself. she rests a hand on top of one of aigis's, letting her work.

this is so tender on aigis's part, it's almost easy to forget what they're meant to be doing. she sighs in contentment when aigis nuzzles her like that, leaning into her touch. she doesn't just feel loved, she feels... cherished. ]

Super comfortable.

[athenashand]

[Super comfortable, indeed. Confirmed by the slight shift in Minako's vitals as Aigis touches her.

There's a small huff of laughter.] Good.

[She keeps one hand close, pressed beneath Minako's and holding the yukata shut while the other hand reaches out for the obi hanging nearby. It complements the pattern of the yukata nicely, but it complements Minako even better. At least in Aigis's opinion.] I hope you'll find that this one suits you... I don't know much about fashion.

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[ she turns slightly and pulls aigis down a bit to press a kiss to her cheek. minako's sure it'll be fine. of course, she turns to look at herself in the full mirror, eyes lighting up. ]

I love it, Aigis. [ it's impossible to miss the symbolism of it. the red and white are one thing, colors that suit her, but... the sakura design sends a clear message.

their promise. their last meeting. it's a little overwhelming, now that she's taking it in beyond just a glimpse and finally getting a good look at herself in what aigis picked out for her. so, minako turns on her heel, leaning up again to kiss her properly. ]

[athenashand]

[In the mirror, Aigis watches as Minako turns to kiss her. And then as her expression changes at seeing her own reflection, lightening with joy. She's so beautiful, all the time, but especially when she's happy — genuinely happy, and not simply smiling because that's what she's used to doing.

She clocks in the rough trajectory of the motion what's probably about to happen, and receives Minako readily with soft lips and a smile. She carefully adjusts the obi as they kiss, making certain that it lays flush and even. You know, the bit she's actually supposed to be doing in here.

When she has the space to, she breathes that little laugh again, somewhat bashful.] You like it that much?

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[ minako nods, smile softening a little as she meets her eyes. ]

It's just right. [ don't be so modest all the time, aigis. you know what minako likes and you know how to deliver on it. ] And I can tell you put a lot of thought into it! That counts for a lot, too. [ she nods once, decisively, like that settles it. still, she doesn't pull away from aigis at all, simply wanting to enjoy this moment while they can. the festival will be great, sure, but there's something special about all of this. ]

Do you want a hand with yours?