Dossier Thirty Two

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta is wearing a riding outfit with tan pants and a deep red jacket (rather than the white and blue pictured); her black riding hat sits on her bed, along with her crop. Next to them, an open trunk, half-packed. It looks like she's planning on going away for a while, whatever she's packing for.]

[Henrietta herself is at her wardrobe, examining several of the dresses hanging there.]

He said if she wants to go somewhere fancy, then we'll have to dress up, too... What does a rich politician's granddaughter wear, anyway?

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[contract_star]

[AVOIDING. And lurking >>]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[SHE FEELS THE PRESENCE OF---o hai.] Signore? Is something wrong?

[contract_star]

Oh--no. I was...

[Looking for an exit!]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

You were what, signore?

[mercwamouth]

I'd imagine something like that.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[SUDDEN UNEXPECTED DEADPOOL.] Eh? Oh. Which one? [They are all very fancy, modern European couture.]

[mercwamouth]

I meant what you're wearing now. I don't think I've ever seen anyone but rich kids wear duds like that.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Riding clothes? Really? [Yes, she is epically naive.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Depends. Where are you going?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Crowley! She beams at him.] We have a new mission. We're going to protect a stateswoman. She's being targeted by assassins because of a bridge. I don't really get it.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

A bridge? There's a new one.

What about the things we got you from Mayfair? It was all expensive enough, any of it should do.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Ah, really? [She pulls one of the dresses down and looks at it.] I haven't done a mission like this in a while. They were going to send Triela, but...

[She frowns.] She's still not better. So I get to go instead.

Should I feel bad?

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

Ahh...those are really nice dresses.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you! Signore Crowley bought most of them for me.

[coil-legacy.livejournal.com]

Ah! That was really nice of him!

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She winces] He doesn't like it when people say he's... [she whispers the last word] ...nice.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Stop when he hears that] I think she would usually wear fancy dresses.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes... [She frowns at her clothes] I just don't know which ones to bring.

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Maybe something simple that looks really nice? Saori-san is rich but she never wears complicated dresses.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Who's Saori-san?

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

What's the year?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Um, 2004 now.

[soimpressive.livejournal.com]

Then you'll want something like this. [he lifts the corner of a yellow dress (http://www.edressme.com/bh081002-10.html) -- pretend it's smaller shhhh] That was in style sometime that decade. [says the man who can't be bothered to change jumpers more than once a month]

[brokenamethysts.livejournal.com]

Wow, Henrietta, you look amazing!

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[ :o ] Oh, thank you! This is just a riding outfit, though.