#drp:event

[atlantian-warrior]

♢ I couldn’t decide on what to do so I settled on this one finally! :3 (she obviously still has the marks on her face the doll maker just didn’t have any good drag&drop options to use to make them. X3)

[atlantian-warrior]

The day of the ball // Kida & ???

Kida looked around in amazement at the grand room she now stood within. She’d never seen anything like it! From the grand golden and white crystal that glittered at the center of the ceiling to the smooth stone of the floor under her feet. She tugged nervously at the skirt of the dress she’d obtained to wear. She’d been told that this was the sort of fashion expected here so she couldn’t well complain, but it felt so weird wearing so much fabric all at once.

The warrior wondered for a moment how people were supposed to fight in such garments. But it soon dawned on her that perhaps they weren’t meant to be worn in such a situation...how odd. Why would they not wish to be prepared at all times?

She wove her way through the crowd exploring all she could. This was how royalty was treated on the surface apparently. Her nose crinkled at the thought, she was almost glad her city hadn’t been around long enough for such a lifestyle to occur. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be copped up in such a glittering cage. As pretty as it all was anyway...her thoughts were cut short as she stopped in her tracks just in time to avoid colliding with another. “Ah, forgive me I was not paying attention to where I was going.”