002: Is this a nightmare or not?

[ladyhyperion]

Seira scowled at the racks of dresses and gowns, arms wrapped around herself. She knew she'd have to find one that didn't make her look completely ridiculous, she couldn't wear her usual clothes to a formal affair no matter how good she looked in them. She was a girl and needed to wear a dress for this.

She didn't hate dresses, not really, but they didn't always fit or flatter her and if there was a fight it would very quickly get ripped and ruined.

"Lets get this over with." She grumbled, glancing at the person she'd come in to this potential hellhole with. Two pairs of eyes were better than one, and maybe a second opinion would find something that didn't look like a cross dresser or costume.

[OOC: Feel free to suddenly bring in a dinosaur or seven to interrupt this potential trainwreck.]

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WHOOPS WRONG ICON

[rhapsoidein]

"Oh, stop it," Genesis snorted softly. "I hate dress shopping as much as you do but it only makes it worse when you acted like a child."

Granted, she loved wearing dresses and skirts, anything that was beautiful, really. Shopping for it was just always a nightmare.

"What's this for, if I may ask?"

I SAW NOTHING.

[ladyhyperion]

"Cid's holding a ball for whatever reason, it'll probably get violent despite his best intentions." She sighed, "Should it be black to hide the potential stains?"

Iiii hate going to work ;;

[rhapsoidein]

"Depends if the boys will be in uniform or not. You would blend in and be lost amongst those who are wearing the same exact color as you," Genesis raised a brow. "Pick a color and go with it."

She snorted softly, however, as she combed through the racks. "Only your school would have a ball that will inevitable end in some sort of fight. Your lot may be mercenaries, but you should really learn self-restraint."

[hug]

[ladyhyperion]

"It has nothing to do with us being mercenaries and more to do with the fact that I'm showing my face in public." Seira rolled her eyes, "I don't think red would go over well, or something low cut. Besides, I don't have the chest for something low."

She pulled a dark chocolate gown out and frowned at it, not entierly sure about the beading on it.