[ Hmm... well, there's an idea. After a moment's thought, Noa nods. ]
We could try it now, couldn't we? [ With that, she reaches to her chest to draw out her own Spark. With a shimmer of light, she transforms into her own Star Guardian uniform, though instead of the ribbon and hoop she'd used at the Carnival, she's holding a pair of fans. With a flourish, she flicks them open and steps into a simple routine, trailing shimmering trails of light that linger in the air far longer than they should.
There isn't any music, but if they let themselves pay attention long enough, they might start to find themselves humming or tapping their feet to the beat. The swoop and fall of the fans are a both an invitation and a mischievous challenge: come dance with me, if you can keep up. ]
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We could try it now, couldn't we? [ With that, she reaches to her chest to draw out her own Spark. With a shimmer of light, she transforms into her own Star Guardian uniform, though instead of the ribbon and hoop she'd used at the Carnival, she's holding a pair of fans. With a flourish, she flicks them open and steps into a simple routine, trailing shimmering trails of light that linger in the air far longer than they should.
There isn't any music, but if they let themselves pay attention long enough, they might start to find themselves humming or tapping their feet to the beat. The swoop and fall of the fans are a both an invitation and a mischievous challenge: come dance with me, if you can keep up. ]