The RP

[sunter]

"My poor hair. And face. And clothes." She cringed at the memory. "Yeah, you've definitely improved. Thanks." She started up the stairs, then turned back to him. "Hey uh," she paused, unsure of what to say. "try to stay out of trouble next time I leave you with alone." She turned back and rushed back up the stairs.

[Nobody]

"Yeah, I know." He rubbed at the back of his neck. -Never again,- he thought to himself. -No over drinking.-

[LuciasFalkner]

Aoife was standing at the top with Adminius 'talking' to a guard about Cultus. Aoife looked at Charlotte as she exited and approached her. "Uh... This... Is certainly an odd question... But would you accompany me to find a new outfit?"

[sunter]

Charlotte continued walking past Aoife before she did a quick 180 to face her. "Wait, sorry was that directed at me?" She pointed a finger at herself. "I'm uh, I'm not sure I'm well uh." She looked between Adminius and Ezra before dropping her shoulders. "Yeah, I suppose."

[LuciasFalkner]

"Forgive me, but Adminius would attempt to put me back in Royal clothing, and I'm almost certain that Ezra would have no idea how a girl thinks." She smiled sheepishly.

[sunter]

She let out a stifled laugh. "You never know. Ezra's full of surprises. Just caught me off guard, that's all." Charlotte quickly composed herself, giving Aoife a quick once over. "You're right though, aside from the wine smell, wearing that in a fight won't get you very far."

[LuciasFalkner]

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Aoife groaned from within the dressing room. "Charlotte... I still don't know. I'm not used to... Not wearing these... Frilly, Princess dresses."

[sunter]

Rather than sit, Charlotte found herself pacing back and forth. She paused at Aoifes comment. "Well, considering your current circumstances, might I suggest less frills and..." She trailed off when something else caught her eye. "Try this one." She took a skirt and tossed it in the room.

[LuciasFalkner]

There was a bit of rustling as she changed yet again. Once it stopped, there was a moment of silence. There was some more rustling, though more like movement than anything. After another moment, she emerged in the complete outfit. "... Well...?"

[sunter]

She crossed her arms. "Hmmm, not combat practical, but it gives you maneuverability. It'll do."

[LuciasFalkner]

Aoife nodded. "It'll do then." She collected her old clothing and went to pay. Once all was said and done, she turned to Charlotte. "Well. You can go to Ezra. I can do the rest on my own. Thank you for accompanying me." She left and headed in a seemingly random direction.

[sunter]

"Go back to Ezra?" She mused. "Maybe some shut eye is in order." Charlotte stood, watching the sun touch the horizon before making her way towards the rokm the council had provided. No, sleep would never be that easy. "I really hope you don't have business with me." She said as she pushed the door open.

[Nobody]

Corinthia sat in the exact center of the room, blue eyes swollen and rimmed from crying. "He's dead, isn't he Charlotte? Alaric I mean." He buried her face into her hands. "He's gone. I can't see him anymore."

[sunter]

"Dead? What no he's-" Her voice dropped off. "What do you mean you can't see him anymore? SAM!" She called, suddenly and unfortunately more awake then she had been a moment before.

[Nobody]

Sam slammed into the wall in his hurry to get out of bed. "Hmm! Yes! Awake and present!"