Snippet #2472950

Anise awoke to a box at the foot of her bed, gazing upon it curiously. Her violet eyes shifted along the exterior, wondering if it was some sort of trap, but she slid free of her blankets, crawling over to it gingerly. I wonder if it's okay to open it.. I mean it's in my room.. but it doesn't necessarily mean it's mine.. She picked it up, giving it a closer examination, finding the tag. From: Bishop To:Anise.. I guess it's alright to open it. She carefully untied the ribbon around the box before setting it aside and removing the lid. Her eyes widened as she noticed the contents, dropping the dress back into it's gift box. She was taken aback. She'd never worn a dress that beautiful, nor expensive. She never wore a dress of any substantial value to be honest. She fell backwards on the bed, trying to contemplate his motives. Why was he giving her this present? She got back up, searching the box for some sort of explanation, finding a mask inside as well, along with a pair of pumps. Then it all became clear. She'd nearly forgotten the Masquerade ball was tonight! She stood, slowly taking the dress into her hands before placing it carefully along the bed. Well, it was a present from the man she served, she had no choice but to wear it..right?

She slid out of her nightdress, fighting with the corset in front of the mirror for what felt like a lifetime. She sat down on the bed, catching her breath. The contraption stole enough wind capacity, let alone tightening one's own. It was a workout to say the least. Once she obtained her energy again she slid into the dress, looking at herself in the mirror. It was...beautiful. She felt out of place in the dress, like a mannequin. The dress felt like the main piece and she was the display doll, but she wasn't going to focus on the details. She sat on the bed, putting on the pumps, testing them out by walking around the room, but then it hit her. Why did it all fit? How did they know her dress and shoe size? She spun once in the dress, giggling to herself before sliding the elbow length gloves on, picking up the mask before giving herself one last once over. With that, she combed her hair and left her room. She was going to look around the main hall, curious as to how Demetri and Castiel did with the decorations. She noticed Demetri still assisting the help as she worked her way down the stairs, but the room looked extravagant. It was already perfect, but it was something Tanzy and Demetri held in common, precise perfectionism. Speaking of, where was Tanzy? Castiel, Bishop, Olivia, Angelo.. A lot of people were missing, but she noticed her twin sister, running up and hugging Alice, "What does your dress look like?" She asked, squeezing the other girl from behind. She let go quick enough, eyeing her sister. Good, she hasn't been bitten. Demetri has held off from feeding on her.. but he doesn't look very well.. She looked to the red haired male worriedly. He almost looked ill.

"Where is everyone? There is less than an hour until the party begins.." She spoke concerned. Guests would arrive soon and there was no one in the main hall to greet them, "Alice why aren't you dressed?" she asked concerned, looking her sister over. Baffled as to why she still remained in her night clothes, "That isn't very proper.." She giggled, covering her mouth with her hands. She could be this way around Demetri, unlike the rest of his brothers she wasn't scared to speak her mind. He was far more laid back than the others. Though I can't help but wonder where everyone else is hiding..