"Oh, Okay. Right," he said, heading for the changing area, shoulders slumping.
He wasn't good enough. If he was his father people would be begging to see. They bought expensive tickets to see. But even Nadeshiko... people already loved to see her dancing. But Nagihiko dancing... was an afterthought. It came second if at all.
He came second.
If at all.
He closed the curtain and sat on the bench a moment. Rhythm's egg floated up and he nestled it against his face. Worry added to the mix. If Rhythm couldn't even come out of his egg... Panic was stopped short by the fact that at least the egg was moving and was warm. He gave himself a moment then carefully changed out of the hoodie, setting the eggs gently on top of it. He wasn't worried about anyone seeing the blue egg, almost no one actually could. But to be sure he tucked the pink egg under the hoodie. On the off chance someone like Mallia, who could see the charas, came in, they'd only see the blue one.
Taking a deep breath, he came out, leaving the curtain open. From those who could see the Charas, his egg wasn't exactly a secret. And anyone from whom it wasn't a secret, he was sure couldn't actually see the charas or the eggs, so it was fine.
"Where do you want me to stand?" he asked softly, looking down at his bare feet - his slippers tucjed under the bench in the changing area.
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He wasn't good enough. If he was his father people would be begging to see. They bought expensive tickets to see. But even Nadeshiko... people already loved to see her dancing. But Nagihiko dancing... was an afterthought. It came second if at all.
He came second.
If at all.
He closed the curtain and sat on the bench a moment. Rhythm's egg floated up and he nestled it against his face. Worry added to the mix. If Rhythm couldn't even come out of his egg... Panic was stopped short by the fact that at least the egg was moving and was warm. He gave himself a moment then carefully changed out of the hoodie, setting the eggs gently on top of it. He wasn't worried about anyone seeing the blue egg, almost no one actually could. But to be sure he tucked the pink egg under the hoodie. On the off chance someone like Mallia, who could see the charas, came in, they'd only see the blue one.
Taking a deep breath, he came out, leaving the curtain open. From those who could see the Charas, his egg wasn't exactly a secret. And anyone from whom it wasn't a secret, he was sure couldn't actually see the charas or the eggs, so it was fine.
"Where do you want me to stand?" he asked softly, looking down at his bare feet - his slippers tucjed under the bench in the changing area.