[u][center][h2]Marianne Delacroix[/h2][/center][/u]
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Head held high and as always an inviting warm smile on her face, Marianne stood positively beaming as the herald announced her arrival. The chatterings of the crowd of nobles seemingly increased in their excited energy and volume upon her mention, though she paid it little mind. Crossing the threshold proper, Marianne found a relatively spacious and private spot from which to observe her surroundings. Eyes scanning the crowd for particular familiar faces and for any unexpected surprises. In the back of her mind, she had hoped to possibly see her older brothers and maybe even her parents present at this ball. Surely, they had received notice of this event and surely, they may have decided to surprise her by appearing without notifying her. Even if they hadn't she wouldn't become too crestfallen. With her quick scan, she wasn't able to immediately locate any family members of her's within the crowd. Instead, she looked about for her fellow Iron Roses, curious to see how some of the others had chosen to dress and doll up.

Events such as this were one of Marianne's joys in life. She always had an amazing time whenever she attended balls, banquets, and other formal events growing up. Not only was it one of her chances to dress up and shine, but she loved the general energy and atmosphere of such things. The friendly guests whom she had come to know very well and personally over the years. The wonderful food and drink. The beautiful decorations and glorious music all made for a treat for her senses.

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Earlier that day, her and her maids spent quite some time making sure she was looking her absolute best. Marianne couldn't count how many times one of the maids had brushed her hair to a luxurious shine before affixing one of her white veils to it. One of the hardest parts to it all was deciding which of her many dresses to select to wear and exactly how much makeup was deemed appropriate. Eventually, she came to select a simple [url=http://pre01.deviantart.net/f151/th/pre/f/2016/136/b/6/white_and_crimson_medieval_gown_by_lillyxandra-da2oo61.jpg]white dress with a red corset[/url] as her pick while her maids gathered around her to apply a little makeup. Applying a light layer of foundation to her face, lining her eyes into winged tips along with a brushing of pink eyeshadow to her eyelids, and smoothing on light pink lip rouge onto her lips. After all was said and done, she attached a [url=http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120308210853/dishonoredvideogame/images/thumb/4/41/Corvo_s_sword_design.jpg/1000px-Corvo_s_sword_design.jpg]concealable sword[/url] to a garter on her thigh as her maids sprayed a floral perfume on her body before getting dressed. Marianne applied the finishing touches as she attached her earrings to her earlobes and draped her necklace around her neck as she clasped it. All of which were silver crosses, the symbol of the noble Delacroix family.

[b]"You do not think this dress is a little too revealing, is it?"[/b]
Marianne asked her maids.
One of which scoffed and waved her hand at the air.
[b]"Nonsense, Lady Marianne!"[/b]
Another chimed in with her input.
[b]"If it were up to us, we would have you select a different dress to show more of your back and cleavage."[/b]
[b]"Or maybe even a slit in the skirt to display your lovely legs!"[/b]
A round of giggles from the maids as Marianne huffed, her hands on her hips.

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As Marianne looked for Captain Fanily, figuring it best to remain at her side for the event, she gasped and covered her mouth when she saw an unfamiliar face suddenly smack her dear little Captain's backside. Not understanding why a little child would do such a thing, the audacity! As she walked over, careful not to move too fast so as to reveal her hidden sword, Marianne placed a gentle hand on her Captain's shoulder as she looked between the child and her flushed Captain.

[b]"Captain Fanily, is everything alright?"[/b]