Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20141213011519/@comment-26267177-20141229225346

"Thanks," Calla replied. "I'd hate to be lumped in with 'a lot of chicks', to say the least."

Though the destined chambermaid easily allowed the movement toward whatever direction they were headed- even seeming to assist the motion- she kept her gaze focused straight ahead for a good while. Eventually, as the change of position slowed, she allowed her eyes to flit upward.

"Oh, would you look at that," Calla said, observing the white berries and smooth, green leaves at a spot dead center of her and Plutarch for a moment too long prior to looking back at her dancing partner. Her face could have hardly gotten redder, but her words were steady, her expression slightly amused. "What a...ahem...coincidence."