She had never truly been a fan of either loud music or the punk lifestyle but Bastila could not deny that the festival certainly had a spark to it. Every man, woman and child seemed to have a smile on their face, caught up in the hive of activity that was all around her. There were games, bars and more musical booths than she could count. For the most part, the blonde woman had taken it all in her stride and adapted well enough to the situation, however, she could not help but feel just a little exposed by the situation. Oh, what she would not give to be cuddled up in a corner right now with a book and a cup of tea in her hand. Ah well, it was worth a little discomfort to see her precious daughter happy and that was all that honestly mattered to the blonde.
The Takeover mage had kept to herself for the most part since joining the guild and had not attempted to branch out all that much. She had focused on simply learning the ropes of the Hidden Blades and she felt relatively comfortable with how things were going. Yes, her introduction had been rather awkward and Bastila could feel the tension between herself and her daughter but that was something that could hopefully fade away with time. There were things that needed to be said and truths that had to be told. Truths that still caused the statuesque blonde to quiver at times. She had done so much in order to protect herself and Sakura from their past but were truly safe? It was a question that she just could not fully answer and no matter how many times she told herself that everything was fine, she never truly convinced herself. Still, she did her utmost to shield her feelings from her daughter and doted on her as much as ever.
Despite her inner worries, Bastila could not help but smile as her gaze fell upon Sakura, performing for the buzzing crowd and giving them a blistering DJing performance. Her little treasure had always been so gifted when it came to music and the elder Kisagami could not have felt more proud of her. Not only an idol for the masses but seemingly a natural when it came to DJing too. After all of the pain that her beloved daughter had been forced to suffer through, she had managed to overcome it all, much to Bastila’s pleasure. Rose Garden was absolutely heaving tonight and most of the crowd at the moment seemed to be solely focused on her daughter. How could she not smile at that?
It was unfortunate that some of the crowd did not have much in the way of manners though as the tall blonde woman could have sworn that she felt something touching her rear once or twice. Still, she took it in her stride for the moment and just focused on her wonderful daughter.
“Keep going, Precious!” She yelled at the top of her voice, “Your Mum could not be more proud!”
Some of the nearby figures started snickering but there was something in the way that Bastila then looked at them which stopped that quickly.
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The Takeover mage had kept to herself for the most part since joining the guild and had not attempted to branch out all that much. She had focused on simply learning the ropes of the Hidden Blades and she felt relatively comfortable with how things were going. Yes, her introduction had been rather awkward and Bastila could feel the tension between herself and her daughter but that was something that could hopefully fade away with time. There were things that needed to be said and truths that had to be told. Truths that still caused the statuesque blonde to quiver at times. She had done so much in order to protect herself and Sakura from their past but were truly safe? It was a question that she just could not fully answer and no matter how many times she told herself that everything was fine, she never truly convinced herself. Still, she did her utmost to shield her feelings from her daughter and doted on her as much as ever.
Despite her inner worries, Bastila could not help but smile as her gaze fell upon Sakura, performing for the buzzing crowd and giving them a blistering DJing performance. Her little treasure had always been so gifted when it came to music and the elder Kisagami could not have felt more proud of her. Not only an idol for the masses but seemingly a natural when it came to DJing too. After all of the pain that her beloved daughter had been forced to suffer through, she had managed to overcome it all, much to Bastila’s pleasure. Rose Garden was absolutely heaving tonight and most of the crowd at the moment seemed to be solely focused on her daughter. How could she not smile at that?
It was unfortunate that some of the crowd did not have much in the way of manners though as the tall blonde woman could have sworn that she felt something touching her rear once or twice. Still, she took it in her stride for the moment and just focused on her wonderful daughter.
“Keep going, Precious!” She yelled at the top of her voice, “Your Mum could not be more proud!”
Some of the nearby figures started snickering but there was something in the way that Bastila then looked at them which stopped that quickly.
(542 Words)
(542/4000 Thread WC)