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| Dhelia | Jan 3 2009, 07:52 PM |
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Deal stood there facing the servant as she waited to collect her clothing. Deal had no qualms about nakedness but for some reason it bothered her to do it in front of this woman. A servant of her 'master' not actually her Master himself. As if he couldn't be bothered. The wrap around blouse was untied and removed. The push up bra following it, both items layed over the servant's outstretched arms. Deal bent over and unzipped her boots heeling them off she shrunk her six foot height back down to 5 ft 10 in bare feet. She undid the button and fly of her leather pants and peeled them off. It was quickly apparrant that she went commando as she stood back up and added them to the servants arm. "I want those back. They're custom made." She warned the servant who still said nothing. Just turned once Deal was starkers and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. On the back of the door hung a black dress. Simple no sleeved calf length dresss. With an intricate corset worked around the midsection. Jade green ribbons worked through the black material that seemed to match her green eyes. A note was pinned to the corset with her name on the envelop. "It is a pleasure to see you again once more Dhelia. When you are ready please acompany me in the Great Room, to begin your training." She tossed the note aside and stared at the dress. She had to admit that as a dress it was nice. She loved the corset aspect of it. But it was a dress. It made guys all soft and gooey to see a girl in such a thing. It made them forget that women could be their equals. But it was something, and it appeared that there was no other choice of attire. With a huff Deal took the dress from the hanger and pulled it on over her head. It fit her like a glove with only slight adjustment to the green laces. She stared at herself in the mirror. He hadn't left her any underwear either. Not that she had come with any anyway. Deal hardly wore the things as it was. But under a dress and considering the company she was about to join. She would've appreciated the thin barrier. She smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror though. And had to admit she looked nice. She glanced at the heels set out by the door then back towards her shit kickers that the servant had failed to take. Well at least she could piss him off with something. Sitting on the edge of the emmaculatly made bed deal pulled her shit kickers back on. They didn't look the best with the dress. The heels probably would have gone better. But the boots at least gave her a bit of comfort. Dress and heels would hinder her ability to fight back or run. She hoped she didn't have to do either tonight but she was comforted by having the option. The thick rubber soled shoes made no sound as she made her way down the stairs into the main foyer. Once there she knew where to go. Heading for the great room where their initial negotiation had gone down. A broad smile was across her face as she walked into the room with the roaring fire. "Let the clock begin." Deal stated with a smirk. (OOC: Gerard's note written and approved by Gerard's owner) |
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| Deal with the Devil · Anlui Manor | |
5:39 PM Dec 4
