Garnet Dorm Room >> School Ground Paths Acacia’s fingers eventually curled around the fabric in front of her. She didn't dislike the dress, not in the slightest, the gentlest smile in the form of curled lip ends she’d seem almost in love with the item. It was like silk to the touch, a fabric made to be comfortable upon being worn. The
gown itself was made of pitch black satin material’s, wrinkled from top to bottom it was something she’d always wanted to wear, the mix of lace and silk feelings from blood red to black, it was marvelous in her opinion. She beamed at its well-crafted appearance, it seemed impossible for someone to have made it. Beside it lay a pair of laced forearm high gloves and elegant
heels of a simple black style.
She’d changed into the odd dress with a fair bit of struggle. Almost falling over multiple times <
thud, bang, thud, thud > was all anyone upstairs or down could probably hear, once wearing the dress and accessories she’d sigh and wander around to find a mirror, upon finding one in the corner of the room she’d stand in front of it, hair still in a ponytail curled in an odd way down her spine she’d spin lightly on her heels. A bright smile spread upon the dark lips as she’d bite down gently on her lower lip, the three piercings offering no bother to her as she’d suddenly turn to look at Koshmarik who was sniffing an odd item laying where the dress had been, obviously it’d been under the dress. She wandered over and almost beamed as she spotted the
mask. Picking it up in a slender grip she’d turn it around and lightly tie the satin straps around the back of her head.
Clicking her fingers she’d speak softly “Koshmarik, come,” she’d grasp the leather leash lightly as he came to her side and she’d head for the door after looking around, she waited not even the slightest to discover who she shared with, though she’d gained a better appreciation for the place. At this time she’d forgotten her hate for being place in a room shared by others. Her heels clacked lightly as she’d open the door with a gentle ‘
click ’ and closed it after herself and the canine. She had the invitation tucked in the left underarm side of her dress’s bodice and turned lightly heading down the corridor and stairs. She’d find herself outside once more heading along the paths; it was getting late as she’d move at a slow pace. Passing by the other dorms she’d stop for a moment as she’d look at the entrance to which she’d come from. Shaking her head from any doubtful thought’s she’d turn and head along the path that had a sign signalling towards the Grand Hall.
She knew most other students may have been still getting ready or too busily admiring the place, she liked to be on time or early to her events in which case she left with plenty of time to spare.
Grand Hall After nearly fifteen minutes walking she’d approach the large building, stopping with widened eyes she’d gawk at its beauty and size. Pale eyes fluttering as she’d look at the open doors and head towards it, clutching the leash tightly she’d take a deep breath upon approaching it and only to then enter the large doorway. She was now glued to the spot, eyes looking at everything, mouth gaping, and hands loosening as she’d blink lightly. “Chudesnyy” she’d say softly with what seemed to be a heavy Russian accent, anyone near her would undoubtedly pick up on it, though they may have avoided her due to the canine whose glare was seemingly menacing towards them. She’d eventually drag herself towards the corner of the room and stand with the invitation in one hand reading over it. Spare hand gesturing with the faint word “vniz”, the canine evenly and in undoubtful obedience lowered his frame to the ground.
