(Gemina section collab with Angel)
A delightful jiggle rang out in the cramped single bedroom, causing the twin bed's current occupant to moan in slight protest at being pulled from slumber. She rolled onto her stomach, ebony hair spilling in all directions while hands blindly reached under the pillow as she felt around to find the offending object. She felt her hand brush against a solid smooth object and grasped it, pulling it out from under the pillow and finally cracking her chestnut eyes open to stare at the phone clutch between her fingers. A notice flashed onto the screen that stated 'prepare for parade day' as the alarm still jiggled at her to start the day. Nilin tapped the clock off, pushing herself up to sit on the edge of the bed before stretching her arms up to the ceiling and feeling her bones snap. She moved over to the dresser carefully, reaching for her wire-framed glasses and thinking about how today would go as she placed them on. It could just be a wonderful time and seem almost like a festival with food and fun but in a crowd of so many people, it worried her. She didn’t want anyone to get hurt because of her. It made her think that maybe the best route would be to link with someone before the parade.
Nilin shook her head lightly, pushing those thoughts away and just focusing on getting ready, all the while praising herself for taking a shower the night before. She moved to her closet, taking out the
outfit she had planned for the occasion, hoping to get ready a little sooner or at least be prepared should she need the extra time as she wasn’t sure how the morning would end up. Nilin laid a short bright red dress out on the bed, admiring the simple tooling that made it seem light and flows to her and the way the thin belt that was decorated with a gold plate to make the outfit pop a bit. She had wanted to add a little flair of her own and placed a black leather jacket next to the dress which would save her bare arms from the cold as well. A pair of black tights were tossed on the other side of the dress and a pair of black pumps with a thin ankle strap set on the floor just in front of her outfit.
Everything now in place for the afternoon, she decided to head out in the direction of the kitchen, not caring that she was still in her
pajamaswhile seeing what kind of breakfast Jensen or Gemina was making because she was a little behind in that category. Heck, she was debating skipping breakfast all together but she felt it would be rude if anyone had taken the time to make her a plate since that was usually what Gemina would do, wanting to make sure everyone was cared for. On her way there, Myles popped out of the bathroom looking a little frazzled but clearly dressed for the event to come. He acknowledged her presences with a lazy wave and a quick "Hey" which she started to say 'morning' in reply but was fallen on deaf ears as he ran off to his bedroom or at least she figured that was the case by the direction he was going. Nilin couldn't help but smile at this because for some reason she found it charming. She was just about to continue on her way when Gemina glided around the corner in the most fabulous dress she had ever seen her wear which meant Viorel had put a lot of love into it for his beautiful wife. A sliver necklace laced with two sapphires placed at her neck pulling the outfit together.
"Gemina, you look completely stunning!" Nilin gasped in complete awe as a large smile plastered onto her face.
Today her soul had been touched, not simply her physical being, but her soul. She overflowed with giddiness and excitement as she twirled in it.
“It is the most wonderful gift to be given” she said and touched the necklace, “This necklace we lost in Germany on the night of our anniversary, what I mean is I got the necklace for our anniversary, it was dear and then it disappeared. I am overjoyed to wear it again.”
Gemina was positively glowing with joy, in a way that even Nilin had never seen before. It made her heart warm to see the other woman this way and wished it was something she could see always. She took the other woman’s hands into her own and smiled brightly. “Viorel really has out done himself this time on your dress but I am so glad the necklace was found after so many years so you could wear it once more instead of just cherishing the memory. That can’t be the only reason you are so tickled pink right now, what else happened?”
Gemina smiles, “smiles” isn’t quite the word though her eyes seemed iridescent and her aura danced.
“He called our outing a date, he’s taking me out on a date, he touched me in places,” she blushed and covers her face, “I dare not say. He made me feel a little reckless. I want more. I want him to be reckless more.” She let’s go of Nilin’s hands to slowly and gracefully spin in the tight room. How she manages without clipping herself on any corners is a mystery. As if dancing had come to her so easily and naturally she understood the portions of her own dimensions even in the smallest room. She was told once by someone who had taught her to do so, to learn movement you pretend to be in a small box, “Will he have flowers? Renew our vows? Oh please Nilin. Make my face beautiful like the young girls of today. Make my hair beautiful. Please I beg of you.” she had stopped spinning at this point and had grab Nilin’s hands again tightly squeezing them and looking desperately at Nilin.
“We will make your hair and makeup so beautiful that he will have no other choice but to remember how lucky he is that you are his and have to give you a passionate kiss.” Nilin stated seriously, now making this her complete mission. She lead Gemina to one of the single bedrooms that had yet to be occupied and nodded. Yes, this would be her studio and Gemina would be her greatest project. “Have a seat on the bed, I am going to go grab my makeup bag and we will get to work on your transformation. I have so many ideas, it is going to be perfect.” She stated in complete confidence before rushing back into her room and yanking open one of the dresser doors to grab a black leather bag full of all her makeup supplies.
She walked back in, setting the bag on the dresser that has already been supplied for the room and started to pull out the items she wanted to work with. A lot of soft silvers and white eyeshadows, some black eye liners and the softest pinks of lipsticks she owned that would be the most subtle. Nilin had the vision and she was going to make it a reality. She nodded to herself, turning to Gemina with a smile and one of the silver eyeshadows in her hand. “Close your eyes and I’ll let you know when to open them.” She said gently.
She could barely sit still at this point, as she felt Nilin’s hands on her face. Her fantasies were taking her places, as she felt Nilin brush past her hair. She simply swung her legs excitedly as she felt Nilin’s brush on her eyes. She’d hand out instructions like, “Head up” and she would follow them the prospect of Nilin making her like a living painting enthralled her.
“Say Nilin, let me pick out your dress as a thank you,” Gemina told her as she looked up to a dazzling light as Nilin worked a pen in her waterline, “I know someone who might also enjoy you dressed up.” The idea of sharing love, felt just as important.
“Seeing the joy on your face and Viorel’s reaction will be thank you enough. Funny you should say that though, I actually decided to dress up today since it isn’t my usual style. I’ll have you take a look and see if I should try something else but I don’t know what you mean about someone enjoying it.” She answered with a light blush, denying that she was thinking of a certain red-haired man.
“Older woman like myself can see love in another’s heart whether or not they deny it to themselves,” Gemina teased with a giggle and a smile, “I would be delighted to see your outfit .”
Nilin sighed, giving in as there was no way to fool Gemina. She wasn’t like a mom to this group without reason. “I never know where I stand with those two. Foster and Harper are very different and yet, they aren’t. Foster just makes me smile and Harper challenges me which makes me feel bold but it is hard to tell where I stand. Foster makes it seem like our friendship could possibly grow into something more but Harper doesn’t seem fond with the idea as he tries to push me away or keep things the way they are. It is confusing…”
Gemina just smiles. Should she give the answer or wait for her to understand the answer herself? Gemina gives a slight giggle, “When it comes to matters of the heart, it’s best not to use one's’ head, but better to use one's’ soul. Viorel and I feel connected. I want these things because our souls feel entwined. Maybe I am selfish because he created me, maybe I am not destined to love him because I don’t entirely have a soul. Not one gifted to me by God, but one given to me by him. But my soul yearns and still feels this excited. To feel loved. It’s not confusing if you listen to yourself in earnest.”
Nilin didn’t answer, letting her words sink in and wonder if she felt that sense of connection that Gemina spoke of. What she felt when she saw them was a fluttering in her stomach, a race of her heart, a want to be close and if she was being truthful to herself, they were the two that had brain waves she couldn’t ignore even after all this time. Everyone else would just see one at a time but Nilin
saw them and she wished sometimes she could hear what they thought. Was she over thinking things and just not letting things happen or not trying hard enough? “Thank you, Gemina. I will think on what you said and try to take your words to heart. Can I just say, I think Viorel and you were made for each other and no matter the circumstances. You are still you.”
“I’ll give you a small hint, Harper’s never tried to get close to anyone challenging them or not,” Gemina smiles. She sits up, “I’m excited for today. Because it means SYNBAD is finally more.”
“I am nervous about today. I don’t do so well in crowds but I have to say that I am glad that SYNBAD is being recognized by community. This could be a big step for all of us.” Nilin replied, trying to keep a positive. She did her last minute touches on Gemina’s makeup as she grinned before grabbing her mirror. “I think we are finished! What do you think?”
Quickly getting up like an eager schoolgirl she quickly grabs for the mirror to see Nilin’s
masterpiece. Gray eyeshadow balanced well with the dresses tone, it made her feel like a model in those magazines. Her lips a natural rose pink, she touched her lips thinking about the kiss Viorel and her would share. Gemina turns around excitedly.
“I love it, I feel like a princess,” Gemina tells her, “Imagine Viorel coming down the stairs and grabbing my hand.” Gemina began to go into her fantasy land, so much so she grabbed Nilin’s hands and began to sway with her as if she and Viorel were in the same room, Nilin had disappeared for a brief moment in her mind, “Cal mai minunat.” she tells Nilin in Romanian, “Let me see your outfit. I want to repay you.”
She chuckled softly, grinning from ear to ear as Gemina started to sway and she less gracefully moved along with her as Nilin had no clue who to ballroom dance. She loved seeing how passionate Gemina was when it came to her husband. The Romanian statement of ‘most wonderful’ was completely lost on Nilin but she understood the last statement on what the other woman wanted. “If you insist!” She stated, cleaning up her supplies before heading back to her room so she could show Gemina the outfit she had decided to wear after many many attempts to get it right. She wanted today to be perfect or at least as close as it could get to that. “Here it is! Do you think it is good?” Nilin asked nervously, showing her the elements of the outfit all laid out on the bed.
Gemina gives out one of her girlish giggles and decides to probe Nilin with a tease, “It matches.” she mentions. Waiting to see Nilin’s reaction before dropping any more hints as to what she is alluding to.
Nilin raised an eyebrow, looking over her outfit a bit confused if matching was a good or a bad thing. “Well, isn’t it suppose to match?” she asked, now a little nervous on where this was going since she spent hours choosing every piece to make it perfect.
Gemina gives a small hint by grabbing her hair, “All
outfits are suppose to match. Color coordination and balance is what Viorel says. Just something I noticed is all.”
She could have almost sighed in relief at her words but instead just smiled back. “Can I ask you for a favor? I have no idea what I should do with my hair so I was wondering if you could style it for me?”
Gemina brushes Nilin’s hair off her shoulder, “Of course I can. I’d be honored it is the way I can repay for making me feel as if I were royalty.”
“We need to do things like this more often.” Nilin replied gently. “Maybe invite some of the other girl to join in the fun!” She added excitedly. If they weren’t on a time limit, she would probably start planning now and trying to convince the other girls that such a thing was a must. “I guess I should at least change into my outfit first so I don’t mess up all your work later.”
While Nilin began to dress Gemina began to rummage through Nilin’s kit, taking out a red ribbon, a brush, and an curling iron.
“It would be nice, perhaps it would relax Bridget,” Gemina tells her, “Are you ready, please sit down?”
She was just finishing up the last buckle on her shoe when Gemina asked if she was ready which she gave a small nod before sitting down. It had been so long since she could even remember anyone playing or styling her hair.”I wish she would open up but maybe she will warm up to all of us with some fun things like this.” She replied, Nilin’s eyes closing to enjoy the process. She felt her hair being softly brushed before hands would carefully gather her hair, working with skill and ease. She could hear the click of the curling iron as it opened, sections of hair being pushed away, a slight pull as it roll up and just a single moment of pause before the hair was released feeling almost lighter than before.
“One last touch,” Gemina said, grabbing the red ribbon she had found and tying into a fashionably cute bow, “There you go. Tell me what you think. Perhaps I should open up a salon?”
“Absolute perfection! Thank you so much, I love this
hairstyle!” Nilin squealed happily, hugging Gemina. “If you open up a salon, you better bet I will be the first in line.”
“I think salons have schedule books,” Gemina told Nilin, “I am glad you liked it.” There a came a soft knock on the door. Though Nilin being the owner of the room Gemina waited for her to invite whom she knew it was in.
Nilin smiled, about to reply when a soft knock, if you could call it a knock announced that someone was at her door. “Please, come in!” She called, making sure not to yell but to be loud enough that the individual could hear her.
Slowly opening the door he was uncertain what he would be met with. Instead he was looking at Nilin in a red dressed with a red ribbon, her hair in a messy, bushy ponytail. Styled to be that way. While Gemina was braiding her hair sitting on the edge of the bed. She looked as iridescent as the day they met, always iridescent. It was hard not to face such beauty at times.
“You both look well coordinated,” Viorel complimented with a slight bow, “Nilin I am stealing Gemina away.” Gemina stands up quickly tying the end of her braid.
“Do you like my makeup this way?” she ask him, “I tried to be more dramatic and bold. Get out there more.” She was using slogans and language she had seen on the glittery pink feminine magazines she used for research purposes.
“I like you anyway, to me you are beautiful because you are. Anything you add is an enhancement to how you naturally glow,” Viorel tells her placing a hand on her cheek, “With that said I would like to show you off to as many people as I can. Forget about breakfast today, and we shall pop into a shop and get a nip to eat, I know a place with a good assortment of teas.”
She practically swooned, he wanted to show her off? Like she were a prized treasure no one could have. She had completely forgotten about breakfast, but this was starting to turn out really like a date.
“What about the children?” Gemina asked.
Viorel didn’t want to answer, but he looked at Nilin, “I get the feeling they are making pancakes. I’d like to tell you something though Nilin. Someone will want coffee with you.”
“Thank you for letting me know. I will be sure to be prepared before someone’s arrival. I will see you both at the parade and I hope you enjoy your time together.” she answered, giving a light bow of her head before watching them go, closing the door to her room when they were no longer in view. She hoped to have a love like that one day. You could tell how much those two adored each other with no words needed. Nilin took a glance at her phone, the screen lighting up to show her that the time had flown by when she was having a good time. It was time to finish up and then she could relax a little bit before the parade started as it was going to be a busy day from that point forward. Carefully, she pulled off her glasses before setting them on the dresser and took out her contact case. Using her hand mirror, Nilin gently popping one in each eye and blinked a few times to make sure they were in correctly. Once that was taken care of, she started work on her
makeup by pulling out her bright metallic red eyeshadow and applying it to her lid before using a black eyeshadow to blend in at the edges. The next step was using eyeliner to help make the look a little more dramatic and inked in her waterline as well to really make her eyes stand out. It didn’t seem quite finished, even with the effort put in so she add a touch of eyeliner under her eye before busting out the gold glitter to highlight the corner of her under eye. A simple red lipstick was applied to pull the look together which made her feel pretty proud of herself. She felt powerful and beautiful which was what she needed to boost her confidence around the crowds she would soon face. Gemina had helped distract her from it but now, alone….that worry crawled back in along with new worries that seemed silly in comparison.
Deep breath….shake it off….A nod to herself, she embraced the feeling of looking amazing and wouldn’t like anyone bring her down. Crowds or no crowds, she would roll with the punches and with that she flew her door open headed for the kitchen to at least say hello to everyone even though she would hold off on breakfast since she would be having a coffee date. Should she be calling it a date? That was a question she would put a pin in and revisit at a later point in time.
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