MAEA
"Oh, right. I probably should." Honestly Maea would have taken the dress as is and lived with any flaws it turned out to have, but if she planned to make it the foundation of her new wardrobe then perhaps she ought to make sure it didn't chafe.
"What season is best for balls, you think?" Sweeping up the gown she sauntered off and vanished in behind a curtain to try it on. "I just might talk to Danta about it... Since everyone I've talked to is so enthusiastic about working together against the Void threat, a party and some official talks to compare notes might be what we need."
It took her a moment to navigate the fastening and the underskirt. The neckline was more a plunge than a swoop, and the light draft tickling her skin left her very conscious of all it did and did not conceal... Even so, the color in her cheeks did nothing to cloud the glitter in her eyes when Maea parted the curtain and slipped out to show Ronin.
Was her back a little straighter than before? Did she carry her chin a little bit higher? At the very least there was no denying that the color looked striking against her pale complexion.
"... what do you think?"
Not that it mattered. The swelling warmth in her chest already told her what her own answer would be.
"What season is best for balls, you think?" Sweeping up the gown she sauntered off and vanished in behind a curtain to try it on. "I just might talk to Danta about it... Since everyone I've talked to is so enthusiastic about working together against the Void threat, a party and some official talks to compare notes might be what we need."
It took her a moment to navigate the fastening and the underskirt. The neckline was more a plunge than a swoop, and the light draft tickling her skin left her very conscious of all it did and did not conceal... Even so, the color in her cheeks did nothing to cloud the glitter in her eyes when Maea parted the curtain and slipped out to show Ronin.
Was her back a little straighter than before? Did she carry her chin a little bit higher? At the very least there was no denying that the color looked striking against her pale complexion.
"... what do you think?"
Not that it mattered. The swelling warmth in her chest already told her what her own answer would be.
I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well
And you're a devil meaning well
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
