Mikage decided that he liked the greenhouse after all, and wondered why he had felt so sick watching it before. The Champion was so beautiful standing among the delicate roses, so far out of her element. And the door could be closed at any time.
(*laughs*) Actually, you know how I got "birdcage"? I started with "roses", because of that one scene where Mikage and Utena are in the rose garden together, and Utena's surrounded by roses--v. beautiful shot, I think. But I thought that was cliche, so that proceeded onto rose garded. Which I thought was still cliche, so I took the metaphor and turned it into cage/birdcage.
Then you totally did this. XD I like it, though. <3
S'pose I could think of something different, but this was off-the-cuff. Come to think of it, if birdcages are the metaphor of the day for imprisonment, something could be done with the Hall too. Hmmm.
Bonus. (oh look, there's this song.)
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Mikage stood in the traceries of shadow cast by the stained glass and wondered how she would look in this light. She would lace her fingers, stretch uneasily, give him a nervous smile. Something about the thought of her here made his heart race: trapped with pillars on every side and the shadowed lines of roses lying across her skin.
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Mikage decided that he liked the greenhouse after all, and wondered why he had felt so sick watching it before. The Champion was so beautiful standing among the delicate roses, so far out of her element. And the door could be closed at any time.
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Then you totally did this. XD I like it, though. <3
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S'pose I could think of something different, but this was off-the-cuff. Come to think of it, if birdcages are the metaphor of the day for imprisonment, something could be done with the Hall too. Hmmm.
Bonus. (oh look, there's this song.)
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Mikage stood in the traceries of shadow cast by the stained glass and wondered how she would look in this light. She would lace her fingers, stretch uneasily, give him a nervous smile. Something about the thought of her here made his heart race: trapped with pillars on every side and the shadowed lines of roses lying across her skin.
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