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ascartogowithit
super-strong-super-kate
mutantsgetbetterwithage
lirimvivaldi
carolineforbestheripper
thesweetesttalbot
mynameisdagny
laurelthehufflepuff
hedgehoglady
Ella wasn't expecting this at all. Considering she wasn't one to have so many people enter her rather luxurious looking office. Ella's tastes were simple; Dark oak desk, black and white interior, with minimal lighting, considering the large window behind her gave plenty of lighting. Her blue hues kept glancing at each person, trying to be professional.
There in the room as they stepped in, was the aforementioned desk, large, holding only a select things and looked neat and tidy. A cell phone, a laptop, a few pens and a sticky note pad. Seemed rather normal for what would look like a business. And that was the disguise for what would seem like an average and ordinary higher up in a business.
Ella then put down her task at hand, her pen tucked along the larger notepad she was writing as her soft and olive skinned hands pressed against the table, helping her stand. Her heels made her just a few inches taller, but as this was all disguise, it wasn't like she can still deliver a mean knocking roundhouse if needed.
Her attire was as simple, if not more then her office. Blue Mary-Jane style heels accented her toned figure with a figure framing blue dress, long sleeves and her hair smoothed back, the brown locks having a shine from the light coming from outside. It, when turned around, was showing a straightened ponytail., nearly reaching her lower back. Ella did have long hair, that was for sure.
Her almost Unnaturally bright blue eyes smiled alongside her lips and the rest of her body. She had to keep a mental stability and seem normal and sane. Sane. The word made her almost want to burst into laughter. Luckily for her it just made her smile more genuine this time.
Her makeup was almost a natural nude with shimmering pink lips from gloss, her cheeks a faint tint of blush, her lashes long, almost like she took each lash and added the mascara, which wasn't the case upfront and in her personal bubble, which she'd assure all these fine faces to not cross later.
"Ciao! Welcome to my Offices! How can I be of service to you?" She asked to the general public with her fading accent, the female closing her lips, the smile still there as she stood tall, stiff but also having herself at the ready for any potential threats. Oh had she had her fair share of nuisances... Having to replace her window constantly for it. It's not an easy expense, as Ella may have been rich, but she noticed she spent too much lately.
