[dream video]
[Yoruichi’s dream begins in a surprisingly innocuous fashion; she’s about six years old, with short, tousled hair and dirty bare feet, perched in the crook of a sturdy bough. It’s only about six feet off the ground, but it seems like a mighty height to her.]
[It’s warm, and she’s wearing a yellow yukata with a dragonfly print; her little brow is furrowed with concentration and bark digs into her fingers and legs. A stream runs in the background; she can catch glimpses of it through the softly waving leaves.]
[At the first distant calls, she draws her legs beneath her so they no longer dangle from the branch, curling up to make herself as small as possible to avoid being found.]
[Her knees are nearly to her nose; now her yukata is orange, with a maple leaf print.]
That’s no way for a pirate captain to act, Yoruichi-chan.
[The voice is deep and amused, and simply seems to appear out of nowhere. Her head shoots up to see Shunsui standing beneath her, pink robe over his captain’s haori, and one hand holding his hat in place as he looks up at her.]
I can if I want.
[There’s an audible pout in her voice, and Shunsui hides a smile]
Ah, but hiding doesn’t suit such a bold young lady.
[She scowls]
It’s better than stupid ceremonies.
[He chuckles, low and indulgent]
So you’d rather be a pirate captain than a princess, hm?
[She gives him an incredulous look--of course she would--then frowns, looking suspicious]
Are you making me go back?
[He looks pensive, pulling an exaggerated frown as he strokes his chin. Yoruichi scowls down at him, looking rather less threatening and more adorable than she’d like.]
I suppose...
[He draws the word out, leaving her tense with anticipation]
That the world needs pirate captains more than they need princesses today.
[With that, he smiles up at her, touching the brim of his hat before turning, tossing a careless wave over his shoulder .]
[Yoruichi blinks, then grins. Shunsui’s figure fades into the distance as he walks away, and her tree is suddenly growing out of the deck of an enormous ship. Timbers creak, waves break against the sides, and she hops down to the deck, running to peer over the side of the railing.]
(ooc: Open for action threads or post-dream conversation!)
[It’s warm, and she’s wearing a yellow yukata with a dragonfly print; her little brow is furrowed with concentration and bark digs into her fingers and legs. A stream runs in the background; she can catch glimpses of it through the softly waving leaves.]
[At the first distant calls, she draws her legs beneath her so they no longer dangle from the branch, curling up to make herself as small as possible to avoid being found.]
[Her knees are nearly to her nose; now her yukata is orange, with a maple leaf print.]
That’s no way for a pirate captain to act, Yoruichi-chan.
[The voice is deep and amused, and simply seems to appear out of nowhere. Her head shoots up to see Shunsui standing beneath her, pink robe over his captain’s haori, and one hand holding his hat in place as he looks up at her.]
I can if I want.
[There’s an audible pout in her voice, and Shunsui hides a smile]
Ah, but hiding doesn’t suit such a bold young lady.
[She scowls]
It’s better than stupid ceremonies.
[He chuckles, low and indulgent]
So you’d rather be a pirate captain than a princess, hm?
[She gives him an incredulous look--of course she would--then frowns, looking suspicious]
Are you making me go back?
[He looks pensive, pulling an exaggerated frown as he strokes his chin. Yoruichi scowls down at him, looking rather less threatening and more adorable than she’d like.]
I suppose...
[He draws the word out, leaving her tense with anticipation]
That the world needs pirate captains more than they need princesses today.
[With that, he smiles up at her, touching the brim of his hat before turning, tossing a careless wave over his shoulder .]
[Yoruichi blinks, then grins. Shunsui’s figure fades into the distance as he walks away, and her tree is suddenly growing out of the deck of an enormous ship. Timbers creak, waves break against the sides, and she hops down to the deck, running to peer over the side of the railing.]
(ooc: Open for action threads or post-dream conversation!)