Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-8267955-20150409111530/@comment-25686329-20150410151346

((Awesome! Connie needs to start making some friends anyway.))

Ticktania's new dress was certainly a little old-fashioned, but it a Victorian sort of grace to it, and she liked that. She didn't intend to grace Grimm's dinner with her best, that much was sure, but there was nothing wrong with looking a little fancier.

She had to hike up the hem of the dress with her hands as she walked, which was far too princessy for her tastes, but her train of thought was derailed as she spotted Minuette, whose brow was creased slightly in apparent worry.

She looked her over. For the love of Author, that girl knew how to make ANYTHING look good.

"You're not overdressed if that's what you're thinking..." she said, knowing her friend too well.

- - -

The Yankee, black-suited and red-tied, happened to bump into Liode as he exited, heading for what sure was to be a crowded gathering. He hated crowded gatherings.

"Watch where you're stepping." the Yankee said harshly, almost turning away.

But then...

"Wait, you're Liode, right?" he asked, trying not to seem unpleasant. He didn't know her personally, but if the rumors were true, this chick was worse than Duchess... and he liked that.

- - -

Connie didn't like dressing formally, at least not when there wasn't boys to impress or other people to out-do, and unfortunately, this dinner held neither; it was a level playing feild of irritated, forced-into-attendance students.

The ring was on, and a micro-spellbook was shoved down the dress.

She was going to make the most of this...