pt4: Although the dance was simply ~*~magical~*~, Christophe’s mysterious partner disappeared immediately after. Before he could chase after, Chris was cornered by his little sister, so pleased by her discovery. :3c
Transcript:
C: Thank you for the dance, Miss Ella… that was-
V: Bye!
L: OoOh~! Christophe! Finally found a cute dance partner, huh?
C: Maaaybe…
L: Well who is she? Mom’s going to freak!
pt3: Christophe had never met anyone like him before… suddenly, the ball wasn’t a boring night filled with trying to impress his parents’ friends and entertain guests. It was just he and this mysterious visitor; the only potential suitor not trying to catch his eye. :Oc
Transcript:
C: I’m Christophe. And your name?
V: Ella.
C: A pleasure to meet you, Miss Ella. Where are you from?
V: Infinity Station.
C: I’ve heard it’s lovely there.
V: I guess…
pt3: Christophe had never met anyone like him before… suddenly, the ball wasn’t a boring night filled with trying to impress his parents’ friends and entertain guests. It was just he and this mysterious visitor; the only potential suitor not trying to catch his eye. :Oc
Transcript:
C: I’m Christophe. And your name?
V: Ella.
C: A pleasure to meet you, Miss Ella. Where are you from?
V: Infinity Station.
C: I’ve heard it’s lovely there.
V: I guess…
A diplomat’s son takes notice and asks him for a dance.
Transcript:
Viktor: What?
A diplomat’s son takes notice and asks him for a dance.
Transcript:
Viktor: What?
Believe it or not, this is how our Cyberpunk AU begins… with Vitya in a dress, stuffing his face at a banquet.
Believe it or not, this is how our Cyberpunk AU begins… with Vitya in a dress, stuffing his face at a banquet.
For nearly two months, Viktor had avoided Yakov. As much as a student
could avoid their coach, anyway. It was surprising how Vitya had held
out this long, considering other instances the teen had been upset at
him. But then again, Yakov’s previous offenses hadn’t been so severe.
