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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 2, 2011 0:08:48 GMT -5
The noble-lady waited for her chair to be pulled out for her before she waited the accustomary 3 seconds, then sat down in it with a nod to the one who placed it there. Smoothing her skirts, and careful to keep her bangs before her right eye, the lady, with back straight and perfect posture, crossed her ankles.
"I am here because I hear someone wants to ask something of me." There is a pause, and the single, visible eye is slightly, almost diffensively, aloof. She folds her hands in her lap, expectant. "Please don't take up too much of my time. I'm to attend tea in the Goldsbloom Gardens soon."
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Post by Anon on Nov 2, 2011 7:20:55 GMT -5
What's with that eyepatch?
What are you, a pirate?
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Post by treyxkoren on Nov 2, 2011 12:35:19 GMT -5
Is Goldsbloom really gold? I've never been there before. |
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 4, 2011 23:44:54 GMT -5
Resisting a huff of disdain under the intention of attempting to be polite, she let her fingers trail down her bangs. "My eyepatch is none of your business, and piracy is completely unlady-like." Then she cocked her head a bit, letting her visible eye be veiled by lashes. "And yes, Goldsbloom certainly is golden. Thank you for asking. In fact, it's a wonderful place, filled with those who enforce the law to--" a wan smile flickered across her lips "--to it's utmost propriety. Yes."
She bat her lashes (at least, the one set that could be seen) and gave a charming smile. "So you should prefer our house over the others, alright?"
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Post by treyxkoren on Nov 5, 2011 12:07:03 GMT -5
How many hours do you spend grooming yourself? |
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Post by Schwarzen*Adler on Nov 5, 2011 17:57:03 GMT -5
Would you rather have children and a family but inevitably have them taken away from you because of your condition ( and have your children suffer mutations as a result) or stay single for the rest of your life but never have to put anyone through what you may be experiencing? |
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 7, 2011 11:06:24 GMT -5
"Now, now, not so many questions at once, children," she holds up a charm-bracelet strung hand, the charms on them jingling melifluously.
"Right then, for the first question, I do not 'groom' myself, like some sort of animal. No, no, as a lady, I spend the appropriate time required to appear presentable and deemed worthwhile of the Goldsbloom--" she smiles wanly "--'gold' standard."
She clears her throat, looking about to make certain no one else is listening.
"As to the...other question. It is not inherently genetic, per say. For all I know, neither of my parents had this affliction, and there is no guarentee my children will. Thus, I know they will be fine, and so will everything else while my family stays together." The last line is said with intense firmness, with utmost belief.
Or perhaps it is a wish more than a belief...
"That last statement and your question do NOT leave this room, do you hear?" she demands in a hissing whisper.
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Post by treyxkoren on Nov 9, 2011 17:27:18 GMT -5
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 17, 2011 0:16:56 GMT -5
Lillian blinks.
"Are fiery pits. They probably lead to Hell.... It seems like the fastest way to get there," and she thoughtfully touches her charms.
Then her visible eye widens with realization.
"Ah! Pardon my language!" and she blushes. "A proper lady would never say the 'H' word!"
though it's a place
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Post by treyxkoren on Nov 21, 2011 20:42:21 GMT -5
What would you do, if you came up to perverted man who kept hitting on you? |
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Nov 30, 2011 14:40:40 GMT -5
Lillian huffs quietly.
"Why, Braid would take care of him in an instant. I trust her with my life."
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Post by lamberdini on Nov 30, 2011 20:45:27 GMT -5
"Yes Braid would definitely take care of them" Braid says as she cracks her knuckles, "Oh and Lil what would be your favorite tea?"
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Dec 1, 2011 11:27:01 GMT -5
She smiles brightly at her beloved bodyguard and the only person so like a sister to her.
"Why, may favorite tea? Lady grey has a fantastic, subtly-citrus taste that tickles the gastris, don't you think?" she titters at the thought of the exceptional taste. So fitting of lady!
But then she frowns, "Oh, but I do love rose-hip tea as well. And there is this stuff from the Far Islands... hybiscus tea, I believe? It is so tantilizingly bitter!" She gives a pretty shrug. "I suppose I love them all, Braidy. Any of the three will do."
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Post by treyxkoren on Dec 7, 2011 15:59:14 GMT -5
Do you liked designer clothes?
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Dec 13, 2011 1:09:27 GMT -5
The response is both cheerful and pleasent.
"Absolutely! A lady needs fashionable things in her closet! Especially if she is a lady of status! <3"
Lillian smiles at the thought, tweaking her charms.
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