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[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[ See Romana. See Romana looking a bit disgruntled at the digital documents from where she stands with that tablet in hand. In less than an hour, her reality, she was to accompany the twin rulers to a gala where she aimed to correct the negotiations that had been drafted upon a previous review on her part. And by all means it is rather odd today because she unfortunately she could not sway Esitella to leave her be when getting dressed.

Just because it was a highly important gathering, it did not mean that Romana had to dress in something other than her normal advisory attire. But no - the ruler had been dead set on her dressing for this occasion. Which is why she can be found wearing this blue gown and her hair pulled back with a matching blue ribbon.

Oh, she doesn't normally mind dresses. But frankly she felt rather silly in this one. ]

Comments

[madamemoiselle]

Ne, that dress is gorgeous~~

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Hm? [engrossed with her work - as usual] Oh-- thank you.

[madamemoiselle]

What era is it from? Or maybe designer? Whichever one? It looks like something from Russia, or maybe Italy, maybe?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

It was made here on Eppesta, but from books I had studied long ago they do carry a similarity to that of the Victorian era on Earth.

[madamemoiselle]

The clothes of that time were my favorite, actually! Not as big and unmanageable as skirts from...oh, the 18th century, but still very elegant and refined. You're very lucky to have something like that! Where is Eppesta, though?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh my, don't you look lovely!

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[is she ever not reading from that tablet? nope. workaholic much?] Oh- thank you, miss.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Mmm, a pleasure, ah...?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Romanadvoratrelundar. And you are... ?

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

Lucy Saxon. Charmed. Though I don't suppose there's anything else you go by...?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[look at him, not even a 'hello' as he tries to snatch the tablet from her]

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[and the attempt is unsuccessful so there!] Is there something I can help you with?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Satiate my curiosity.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Negotiation drafts for a trade proposition.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Same one as before?

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

And what are you doing, Madame President?

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

I'm going over documentations and notes prior to a meeting I am attending to. [looking up from the tablet for a moment] It isn't Madame President anymore - Romana will do just fine.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

The Doctor calls you Romana. That is a familiar name. I did not think you would want me to be so familiar with you.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

Then call me what you like but I am no longer president.

[brigadiertardis.livejournal.com]

Very well.

[a long pause and then she frowns] I do not like you, Romanadvoratrelundar, but I am ... learning ... to be social. It is difficult, but if you need assistance with your documentations, then I am willing to assist you.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Fancy.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

[a tiny smile can be seen while reading something from the tablet - she's a workaholic :/] No old jokes about my attire?

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

I can't come up with an appropriate simile.

[tastefulfashion.livejournal.com]

You must be losing your touch then in your old age. [el oh el |D]

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Old age? I'm barely 900. Ish.