Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20150506015955/@comment-33209858-20150507101814

Bellerina had stopped what was a fairy nice dancing session with Minuette in order to be here relatively on time. The next Giselle had been rather persistant upon the matter of not even showing up - clubs and social gatherings were never really her thing to begin with. But with a little - meaning a lot - of motivation from a certain strawberry blonde princess, Bellerina found herself standing in the threshold of the Dead Epics Society room.

A part of her relaxed somewhat when she laid her chocolate brown eyes on her roommate; So she at least knew somebody here. The ballerina found herself faking a smile (something she had managed to become eeriely good at by now) and entered the room. She should at least give this whole thing a chance, right?

A hext coming from Minuette inquiring if she had actually made it to the meeting made Belle laugh inwardly. It almost seemed as if the princess was more hexcited for this whole thing more than Bellerina was herself - Which was not too far from the truth at all.