Post by Lachryma on Mar 5, 2007 17:42:40 GMT -5
Lachryma stands at the top of the stairs, sedately looking out over the bar.
She is dressed in a dark purple, full length evening gown, complete with a black sable collar, and the fake pearls around her neck glisten slightly in the dim light. A green gem rests delicately in her hair, which has been done up like she's going to the opera. She adjusts a small red star brooch before slowly walking down the stairs.
She practically glides to the bar.
"You like new look, philosopher?" she hesitantly asks Leon.
She is dressed in a dark purple, full length evening gown, complete with a black sable collar, and the fake pearls around her neck glisten slightly in the dim light. A green gem rests delicately in her hair, which has been done up like she's going to the opera. She adjusts a small red star brooch before slowly walking down the stairs.
She practically glides to the bar.
"You like new look, philosopher?" she hesitantly asks Leon.