Rinoa Heartilly audition

So he was wearing his suit. And smiling! That was definitely a good sign. When events like this happened, Rinoa was never quite sure how well Squall was going to handle it. Of course, it wasn’t like he worried out loud, and he never voiced any opinions, but she had this feeling that he didn’t exactly enjoy them. So she appreciated that he tried to do things like this, and even manage to seem happy to be doing it. While she slipped her arm into his, Rinoa didn’t lose her smile. Instead, she turned her gaze down to his clothing, unashamed about checking him out. “Don’t you look handsome tonight.” If by this time, she couldn’t handle looking at what he was wearing, then they might have a little bit of a problem. He looked…distinguished. Yes, that was a good way to put it. Which was probably expected from someone of his status in the Garden.

“Oh you!”, she burst out when he spoke, before removing her arm from his and lightly giving him a smack on the shoulder. “And here I thought I should get all dressed just for you, and you’re looking for another woman instead?” After that, she made a few ‘tsk’ noises, looking down to inspect herself. “I knew I should have worn that paper bag instead and not spent any money.” What surprised her the most about Squall was that sly smile he was giving her right at the moment. Like he had all sorts of secrets that she should be dying to know. Rinoa knew she shouldn’t be so surprised about it, because he had been doing so much better with loosening up lately, but sometimes she still had to take a step back and be amazed on the difference in his personality. Or maybe just the man she had seen peeks of before were becoming more prominent.

Either way, Rinoa was absolutely thrilled about it. Returning her arm to his, she smoothed out his suit with her opposite hand where her smack might have disrupted it any. He really must be okay with this whole dance thing tonight. And so far, no use for a drool bucket. That was at least a little bit of success, as they wouldn’t have to go get a wad of paper towels to clean him up. Along with that thought, came a slight chuckle. Oh goodness, Selphie was tainting her mind now. And of course, she realized then that she was standing there like an idiot, chuckling over a mental image. Squall was going to think she had gone crazy, so she hastened to try and explain it, even if she hadn’t needed to. “Sefie told me I should have brought along a bucket for you to drool in, because of the dress. Isn’t she silly?” Amusement filled her features, even as she looked over at Squall to see his reaction.

The moment had so captured her that she had momentarily forgotten completely about the problem she had and needed to talk to him about, but it came back then when she glanced over at him. Her breath caught a little bit, her smile waned just slightly. That was right…she had to talk to him about…but did she really? Tonight of all nights? Maybe she could wait until tomorrow. He didn’t need to have his night ruined, did he? Not that…it was really anything to ruin, she supposed. Probably some explanation as to why this was happening that had absolutely nothing to do any sorceresses abilities. She knew she was just coming up with excuses now, but it was so hard to break free from those excuses, that she let her mind run with them.

She better say he looks handsome tonight. B|

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