Pageant!

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[Poll #1583736]

The pageant will be held at one of the stages closer to the entrance to Nocturne, where people board. It is night time so the weather is cool, but there are plenty of lights to make sure people can see where they are going, and the stage is lit even better.

It's a large space, decorated quite splendidly and all the contestants both male and female are lined up, interacting with their fellow competitors, the audience as a whole, and anyone who wishes to speak to them.

((ooc; pardon the late, folks, but here it is at last! Some people were tied or dropped icly/oocly so some runner ups were chosen. There will be a thread for each contestant so they can be asked questions/interacted with, but feel free to make other threads, folks in the audience! Just like with the other polls feel free to vote with each of your characters.))

IF YOU THINK/DONT WANT YOUR CHARACTER TO RUN PLEASE LET US KNOW ASAP.

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[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

She flailed a little, feeling her face stretch into a silly smile before those fingers were retracted. Ow. That hurt.

Rubbing her cheeks to get some circulation back, she peered at her partner and found it too silly. "Thank you," she said sincerely.

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

"You needed it," he told her with a shrug, lowering his hands again as he eyed her, this time nodding in approval. She carried herself better when she was less unsure.

"... Have you seen England and China?" He asked after a moment, glancing around, wondering if he'd get to see them in their... dresses.

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

"Hm," she said, feeling settled and comfortable. James always did seem to know what she needed.

At the mention of her partner's relatives, though, that composure was easily lost. Pressing her hands against her mouth to repress the laughter and amusement, she just nodded, using one hand to point.

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

He only had just enough stubbornness to push her in the direction he thought she wanted to head in.

"They're that impressive?" He asked, watching her laugh, before he looked up and around for them, trusting that this event should prove to be entertaining if not anything else. "... Ah." He peered at England in that dress, not too sure what to say about his guardian donning the garment so... proudly.

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

She honestly didn't think she could get or wanted another partner when she had him.

"..." She glanced up at his face at that moment and started up again, trying not to choke. "... Very beautiful, but not like you." At all. James was a lot easier to look at.

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

Calling England 'very beautiful' in that gown was... questionable. He'd save looking for China later, when he was sure he could get a good view and he could see Japan's face when he saw him.

The last bit made him pause though. "Not like me?"

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

"You look like a girl like that," she fidgeted, ducking her head as if afraid to look at him directly. It was easier to watch people like this, to see if she had early warning before anything happened.

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

He wasn't too surprised to hear that, decked out in a skirt and blouse like he was, even if he had skipped over any make up. Especially considering how the two people who had raised him had somehow made it into the final round of this competition.

Perhaps it ran in the family.

Still, it was odd to hear it from his partner and he nodded slowly. "Thank you..?" It was more of a question than a sentiment.

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

James didn't look angry, but he didn't really express his feelings on his face all that often, so it was difficult to gauge his mood.

"I'm not saying it's your hobby or anything!" She was quick to correct, hands raising in anxiety. Oh, but what if- "But if it is, that's okay!"

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

"It's not. Really, really... not," he assured her after a long moment of uncomfortable staring and awkward uncertainty. There were things partners had to know about each other and this was one of them.

"Not a hobby," he said again, nodding firmly. "... China would do a better job of it."

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

Was it, really? She didn't mean to pry, nor did she need to. She fidgeted, flustered.

"Not your hobby, but... it's China's hobby." She repeated, trying to get her facts straight.

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

"..." A long pause as Hong Kong considered correcting her.

Nah.

"Something like that," he finally said, moving to catch her hands when she fidgeted with her dress, putting her hands back at her sides. "He might actually win this."

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

"He looks very pretty," she said, almost fervently. She honestly didn't want to antagonize the man more than she already seemed to. "He deserves to win."

It was only a matter of time that she didn't let him fuss with her fussing, opting to hold his hands instead.

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

He nodded slowly. Goodness knew what he had started. Ah well, China didn't have to know. "I'm sure he'll go far," he agreed, his expression revealing nothing.

The hand-holding was unexpected, but he went with it, so long as it kept her hands still. And while he was dressed like... this, it was unlikely people would assume things. "Do you know when the final judging is?"

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

Namine could always support her partner's brother in silence. Moral support amounted to quite a lot, in her book. She shoots him a smile, though, agreeing with him nonverbal.

"No," she said, glancing about anxiously. "I was just told to stay here and wait."

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

He nodded, glancing around at the milling participants and spectators, guessing that Namine likely hadn't heard wrong.

"Maybe the judging will start soon then," he said, considering her. Before he paused.

"... Are you wearing make up?"

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

Maybe James could stay with her until the final judging. She wasn't sure she could stop being so anxious without someone to keep her company. "I hope so."

"J-just a little." It was her first time applying it, after all. And too much color on her just looked very strange and not very like her at all. "Does it look bad?"

[queensharbour.livejournal.com]

He shook his head, brushing her bangs out of her eyes so he could see it better without leaning in too close and making things awkward for both of them.

"... It looks nice," he told her, nodding in approval. "It suits you." Nothing dark or too gawdy- just enough to accentuate her features. He looked away, before she could call him on staring. "Did you do it yourself?"

[fromthewaves.livejournal.com]

If asked, she wouldn't know how to answer just how awkward this already was. There weren't a lot of people willing to touch her, after all.

"Yes, I did." She lowered her eyes but without tipping her head down. She bought what little she had with her own reward money too.