[ Suddenly you're in the hallway of a spaceship (you know this, intuitively, because you've known all your life). You're peeking in through someone's open door into their room. The man inside is familiar to you. He's watching a concert video and hasn't noticed you yet. The song that is playing is rather upbeat and the performer has sex appeal and energy to match. It's a high tension idol concert, full of fanservice. The crowd goes wild for it.
And the singer looks just like you. Her face, her voice, her hair... You'd have a hard time telling the two of you apart yourself, if it weren't for how differently she moves. She flaunts her body, excitedly, and she looks so happy that it makes something inside you twist.
The man in the room is pleased by what he sees. He mutters his praise out loud, even. ] Hmm, yes. Very nice!
[ You can't stand it anymore. You step into the room, your smile bright like a finely honed dagger. ]
My, which part is it exactly that's nice?
Well, it's like... [ The man startles and whirls around, almost falling over onto his ass. ] L-lacus?! When did you enter? This is my room!
Yes! [ You increase the brightness of your smile and the cheer in your voice. His flailing amuses you, but you won't let him know that you harbor any such impure thoughts. ] There was something I wished to talk to you about. I called out to you, but it seems like I wasn't heard so I let myself in. [ You're lying. ]
Ah... I see. Sorry about that.
I wondered what you were so occupied listening to... so it was that 'Lacus Clyne's live performance.
Huh? Oh yes! First and foremost we must know all about the enemy!
[ You make an impressed noise, ready to really dig in the knife. ] Wow, as expected of Commander Waltfeld! You purposely give of the impression you're carefree, but really you are investigating further by yourself! [ This description suits you better than it does him, which adds to your private amusement. ]
[ He mumbles something about it being easy when you have an interest (you can easily imagine what part of her he's interested in). You pretend you couldn't understand him, and he pretends it's nothing. ]
Everyone in the audience seems so lively... I wonder if everyone prefers this sort of arrangement...
A-ah, yes seems like it. Young people like this sort of thing.
Will you watch for a moment?
[ Before he can really figure out what you're going to do, you begin her song. You steal her movements like she's taken your whole appearance, to the best of your ability. Waltfeld does not yet seem convinced, but easily gives advice for you to improve your pop style dancing.
It will be useful to know this one day. Under the guise of playing around, you are studying the enemy. ]
Haruka
And the singer looks just like you. Her face, her voice, her hair... You'd have a hard time telling the two of you apart yourself, if it weren't for how differently she moves. She flaunts her body, excitedly, and she looks so happy that it makes something inside you twist.
The man in the room is pleased by what he sees. He mutters his praise out loud, even. ] Hmm, yes. Very nice!
[ You can't stand it anymore. You step into the room, your smile bright like a finely honed dagger. ]
My, which part is it exactly that's nice?
Well, it's like... [ The man startles and whirls around, almost falling over onto his ass. ] L-lacus?! When did you enter? This is my room!
Yes! [ You increase the brightness of your smile and the cheer in your voice. His flailing amuses you, but you won't let him know that you harbor any such impure thoughts. ] There was something I wished to talk to you about. I called out to you, but it seems like I wasn't heard so I let myself in. [ You're lying. ]
Ah... I see. Sorry about that.
I wondered what you were so occupied listening to... so it was that 'Lacus Clyne's live performance.
Huh? Oh yes! First and foremost we must know all about the enemy!
[ You make an impressed noise, ready to really dig in the knife. ] Wow, as expected of Commander Waltfeld! You purposely give of the impression you're carefree, but really you are investigating further by yourself! [ This description suits you better than it does him, which adds to your private amusement. ]
[ He mumbles something about it being easy when you have an interest (you can easily imagine what part of her he's interested in). You pretend you couldn't understand him, and he pretends it's nothing. ]
Everyone in the audience seems so lively... I wonder if everyone prefers this sort of arrangement...
A-ah, yes seems like it. Young people like this sort of thing.
Will you watch for a moment?
[ Before he can really figure out what you're going to do, you begin her song. You steal her movements like she's taken your whole appearance, to the best of your ability. Waltfeld does not yet seem convinced, but easily gives advice for you to improve your pop style dancing.
It will be useful to know this one day. Under the guise of playing around, you are studying the enemy. ]