Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20141220234720/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141223070824

"I do." said Lemmy, honestly. "Tell you what; change, and I'll meet you back in the hallway in five."

She swung Finn's door shut with her hook and continued back to her own dorm.

Upon entering, Lemmy instantly regretted it. He was greated by a loud and boisterous voice.

"Yeeeeee-haw! I dern't know what's goin' on right now, but I am Author-Danged LOVIN' IT!"

Lemmy felt a quick slap on her butt. She reeled sharply to find Plutarch Cavendish, or at least what should have Cavendish, leaning against a wall.

He... she still had the scars. The cuts, the grit, they were all there. She had all her hair over to one side, revealing a nearly shaved patch on the other. She had a crooked, devious sort of smile, and a pinched, yet cute, face.

"Plutarch?" Lemmy asked, less a question and more an affirmation.

"Name's Penny Cavendish for today." The girl said.

The only thing that had remained wardrobe wise, was the guns, the hat and the boots. She wore a tight jacket that hugged what she had, and the pinstripe pants had become pinstripe capris.

"Found a few things for you too." She said grinning.

Oh, Grimm.

((Yeah, 'Penny Cavendish' would totally be played by Natalie Dormer.))