[ but she might be smiling a little bit, the corners of rouged lips curled just so. it's a good thing he didn't show up to surprise her—charlotte would have a field day about it and she can already imagine the headlines on the steambird tomorrow morning. has the champion duelist finally found her match? clorinde seen leaving chiori's gala with a mystery gentleman! no, thank you.
anyway, the dress. the simplicity of the design calls attention to the other details: the neckline, the high slit, the way it hugs her curves and fits her like a glove. she's never needed ostentation to warrant a second glance, but it's still a foreign feeling to be looked at in this way rather than for her skills with a sword. ]
I sent you a photo, did I not? [ she's not going to twirl for him, but she does draw close enough to smell the cigarette smoke and cologne on him, reaching out to take the bottle of wine to look at. ] You've seen it before anyone else.
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You flatter me.
[ but she might be smiling a little bit, the corners of rouged lips curled just so. it's a good thing he didn't show up to surprise her—charlotte would have a field day about it and she can already imagine the headlines on the steambird tomorrow morning. has the champion duelist finally found her match? clorinde seen leaving chiori's gala with a mystery gentleman! no, thank you.
anyway, the dress. the simplicity of the design calls attention to the other details: the neckline, the high slit, the way it hugs her curves and fits her like a glove. she's never needed ostentation to warrant a second glance, but it's still a foreign feeling to be looked at in this way rather than for her skills with a sword. ]
I sent you a photo, did I not? [ she's not going to twirl for him, but she does draw close enough to smell the cigarette smoke and cologne on him, reaching out to take the bottle of wine to look at. ] You've seen it before anyone else.