Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30559258-20170527152204/@comment-26897541-20170601040136

Venetia, having just finished Circe's hair and make up, smiled down at her friend. "There! You're all glammed up and ready to go out there and shine!" the girl enthused, pulling CC out of her chair.

The other girl blushed and looked down at her shoes. "You... you really think so?" she asked, nervously.

Venetia grinned brightly. "Yes, of course! Now, let's go watch the other contestants; I think I heard the applause start up!" As she spoke she turned and started gliding towards the curtains in her heels, tossing the last few words over her shoulder. Circe started to follow her, but hung back as she noticed something on a nearby shelf. A bit curious (and not wanting to face the crowds just yet), she moved closer towards the shelving rather than towards the curtains. As she approached, she found that the movement she had noticed was actually the moving arms of a small doll person. 'Oh, this must be Cera Hyrdinden, the Doll Shepherdess,' Circe noted to herself. She also noticed that the shelf the small girl was sitting on didn't appear to have any ladder structures or, indeed, any way for the small person to lower herself down to the ground in order to be part of the competition.

'Hmmm....' CC thought to herself, 'I bet this is one of those "friendly-bonding" opportunities V urged me to take part in! I should probably offer to help the girl down from the shelf!' CC nodded decisively to herself and took a step closer to the shelf. Clearing her throat softly, she spoke. "Excuse me, Miss, do you need any help getting down from your shelf vanity?"

Meanwhile Venetia watched Garen during his Gown (or in this case Kilt) catwalk, cheering enthusiastically for the other contestant.