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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
[sub]Interacting with: [color=fc8686]Madalyn[/color] [@Achronum]
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“[color=f49ac2]Why must these things always be so formal? Would it kill the man to relax every once in a while?[/color]” Amaris griped as she finished styling the last strands of her hair. It was unusual for her to bother with such a thing as hair, yet the Countess had gone out of her way to learn how to tease, curl, and slyly pin the mass of hair all to one side of her head. Even she wasn’t entirely sure what drove her to put in such effort into extra details. Perhaps the events of the past month had influenced her in some way, maybe it was the ease of knowing Maddie would be by her side rather than facing the event alone, or maybe she just wanted to feel a little more like an actual Countess for once. Whatever the drive, the result was a beautiful set of raven colored curls cascading down her left shoulder. With the last strands tucked into place, Amaris pushed herself away from her vanity and toward her closet.

Hanging apart from her regular stock of clothing was an opaque protective sleeve that contained the dress she had ordered specifically for Varis’ event. The last of the alterations had been completed ahead of schedule which meant Amaris had been forced to stare at the garment bag for nearly a full week before the party. As annoyed as she had been, however, the Countess figured early was far better than late or not at all and had instead set the piece aside until the day of. Though, now that the day had finally come, Amaris fretted over whether her choice had been the right one or not. Was it formal enough for Varis’, nay Eris’, standards for such an event? It was far too late to change her mind at this stage but that didn’t stop the anxiety from filling her head. Doing her best to shake it off, Amaris reached forward and carefully unzipped the bag to reveal her gown.

Awaiting the Countess within was a single shouldered chiffon dress that had been dyed in such a way so as to create a gradient, ombre-esque effect. The majority of the gown had been kept a deep and dark shade of purple but down toward the hem the fabric had been significantly lightened. Along the left side of the torso, as well as the shoulder on the opposite side, had been embroidered with silver beading to accentuate the waist and add a little flair to an otherwise simple design. Casting aside her robe, Amaris loosened the back and carefully slipped into the gown before expertly tightening the ribbon work that seamlessly camouflaged the zipper. With everything situated to her liking, Amaris stepped lightly into a pair of silver heels and returned to her place at the vanity.

“[color=f49ac2]Well, now that I see it coming together… I suppose it isn’t all that bad. What do you think, Getsuga?[/color]” She asked of the snake whose lifted head was the only response she would receive. “[color=f49ac2]You’re right, it’s not quite done yet. Just a few more touches though and then I can go check in on Maddie. We should be getting close to time.[/color]” A quick peek at the time confirmed her suspicions as the Countess shuffled around for a few items. Despite Eris’ fervent criticism of her lack of accessory, Amaris had failed to stock up on her own set but she had been able to call home to borrow a few pieces for the evening. She donned a pair of silver dangle earrings and a silver bracelet that consisted of a single charm represent her house crest. “[color=f49ac2]Alright, enough of that. Surely, there is a limit to how far out of my comfort zone I am expected to venture.[/color]” The Countess sighed.

With a final mirror check, Amaris plucked a matching clutch and a small gift box from her vanity. Stepping out from her room, the Countess made her way to the common area so that she could gather the rest of the night’s necessities. She set the box and clutch down on the table so that she could head to the kitchen with free hands. “[color=f49ac2]Maddie dear! How is everything coming along?[/color]” Amaris called out as she set to work double checking the expected party favor. She pulled the bottle from its designated storage space and gave it a once over, checking for any imperfections that might have served as an unintentional insult to the host. To her eyes, nothing seemed amiss about the gift that contained Maddie’s blood. Even the label that Amaris had commissioned for the object was in perfect condition, something she was determined to guarantee until it had been handed over at the very least. Satisfied with what she saw, the Countess withdrew a long, velvet drawstring bag embroidered with the Marivaldi house crest and carefully slid the bottle inside before tying the satin ribbon into an elegant little bow.

Amaris returned to her belongings with bottle in hand to wait for her partner, working through her mind anything and everything they might need for the evening ahead.

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Hair
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