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The few hours Mia had had after her shift ended had been a whirlwind of panic and calm. Delilah - flustered, excitable, and so incredibly dependable - had gone to unsolicited lengths, jolted to action by the words, [color=6ecff6]"Delilah, I'm going to need a dress."[/color]

Mia's usual jeans and crewneck shirts were done away with. Delilah had plenty of dresses it appeared, which she was just too eager to pass on to Mia for the night. She had played dress-up with Mia as her mannequin, growing increasingly tense as the hour hand crept slowly on, before finally she stepped away from Mia in a [url=http://g01.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1FSSNIFXXXXb.XXXXq6xXFXXXt/Летний-стиль-свободного-покроя-вечерние-платья-три-пряжи-кружева-сексуальные-женские-о-образным-вырезом-женщины-бальное.jpg]turqoise dress[/url] that swept the back of her ankles, and nodded, satisfied.

Mia had only just sighed her relief, ready to gather her skirts and leave, when Delilah forced her back into her seat and produced the most complete make-up set she had ever seen. [color=6ecff6]"You've been waiting for the chance to play fairy-godmother your whole life,"[/color] Mia said, recoiling into her chair as Delilah waved a mascara wand dangerously near her eyes.

[i]"Nonsense,"[/i] Delilah said flippantly, her entire face a work of concentration. [i]"Just to get a daughter I can do this to on a regular basis. Now if you could just stop looking so afraid I'll poke your eyes out that would be great."[/i]

The only thing Mia feared - apart, admittedly, from that - was that Delilah would make her unrecognisable. But when she got to look in the mirror once more, she didn't see another creature altogether. It was still her reflection staring back with eyes wide, but...different, somehow, in a way Mia couldn't tell.

Delilah pulled away, capping the lipstick, and beamed at her. [i]"Now go, and take pictures!"[/i] Hustled out of the apartment with a purse stuffed into her hands, Mia got into a cab and was waved off by Delilah, before she could get in a profuse word of thanks. 

Mia arrived at the theatre, met with a swarm of people who each looked different from the next, but all similar in their intent to listen to Solenne play. She found a place toward the side of the hall, not quite sure what to do with herself but feeling her skin thrum with quiet excitement. She caught sight of fans in [i]Nocturnal[/i] t-shirts, who proved themselves to be a supportive fanbase when the main attraction stepped out onto the stage.

Solenne greeted the audience, and Mia smiled to herself. She had only just met the man, but she was beginning to feel an irrevocable pull towards him. She sucked in her breath with the rest of the crowd when he played the first trick of the night, but the spell for her was quickly broken with a breathless laughter, as the immaculate copies all reported to their stations and instruments. Settling in, Mia prepared herself for an impeccable show.