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Barlo Mansion

Dressing room

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a part of Barlo Mansion, by Alappassi.

Come in and get free formal wear!

Alappassi holds sovereignty over Dressing room, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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This is the place where all of the free dresses and suits are. Help yourself!
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Dressing room

Come in and get free formal wear!

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Dressing room is a part of Celebrations Hall.


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Character Portrait: Tarik Character Portrait: Tawny Manubrium
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Tarik entered the dressing room with Tawny. It had several little rooms for getting dressed and there were rows upon rows of dresses and suits. There were heels as well and shawls. The amount of formal wear the room contained was a bit overwhelming, really.

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Once in the dressing room, Tawny detached herself reluctantly from Tarik and went in search of a dress that was both attractive and conservative enough to cover the scars on her back. Maybe if she was even luckier, she'd find one to cover the scar at her neck as well but that was probably asking too much. Tawny donned a clever-looking hat with a blue feather sticking from the top and went to show her charge, Tarik. She struck a pose that could only be deemed fabulous before quickly retreating and emerging with a white dress draped over her arms.

"I.. uhm.. I like this one. So, I'll try it on and you'll tell me what you think?" Her grey eyes shone but it was her tone that gave away how she felt - it wasn't just trying on a dress but it was seeking his approval.

She vanished yet again but when on her return - about five minutes later - she bore the dress, resembling a princess of sorts. It was conservative enough to appropriately cover her busts and the back was cut somewhat low (about mid-back) yet had a separate satiny material to cover all but the uppermost part of the scar that started from her right shoulder.. maybe she'd get a bolero too, or some sort of shawl. The base of the dress was cut-away diagonally and faded into an almost oceanic blue. Needless to say, it was a transformation from 'Green HospitalGown Girl'

Upon peering into his eyes, she blushed slightly, "S-So.. is it okay?"

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Character Portrait: Tarik Character Portrait: Tawny Manubrium
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Tarik snickered when Tawny emerged with the feathered hat and struck a pose, "Put the feather in your hair instead and you'll look just like a hawkling!" He commented with enthusiasm. He could sense her tension and so, he decided to try and act more... happy... for her. But truthfully, he was happy. She was still talking to him but she was also remembering to give him his personal space. He liked that. It truly mean't something to Tarik, it showed him that she had some respect for him.

As Tawny spent her time getting dressed Tarik leaned back against the wall and fiddled with the leather belt around his waist. He let out a sigh as he thought of the mountains and the people from his homeland. Tarik was still incredibly homesick, but having someone to talk to made him feel better... and he was glad for that.

When tawny came out with the white dress on Tarik lost his voice. She looked very stunning and elegent, but he wasn't sure what to say. His cheeks went a little red and he looked at the ground for a moment before lifting his head and making eye contact with her. "You look very nice, Tawny," he told with a smile.

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Look like a Hawkling? Maybe she'd pick up an extra feather from somewhere and stick it in her hair when this was all over (as it didn't quite go with the dress or so she thought) - Tarik did mention once before that he was homesick so maybe it'd help him feel a bit like home? It wouldn't be the same, she knew that, but if it made him happy then it would be all worth it.

As for actually /being/ a Hawkling, now there was a better idea.. maybe if she saw one, a female Hawkling, she'd be able to change her appearance to further help him feel like home. Oh! She could only imagine the look on his face if he suddenly walked into the Infirmary and saw her, Hawkling-Tawny, waiting for him. But what were the chances of another Hawkling being at this mansion - at the moment, it seemed rather low. Well, the feather would be a good idea, at least.

His initial lack of response had her worried and sent her mind racing, what if he didn't like it? What if he thought the cut-away revealed too much of her legs..? What if- his voice came gently to break the doubts she had and the charming smile made her avert her glance, her cheeks reddening. Her Flyboy certainly did have a way with words that was simple.. but effective. Tawny offered a smile in return then peered down at her feet - darn, she still needed to get shoes. "S-Sorry, I won't keep you much longer." The Coronai went off and grabbed the first pair of heels she saw that she'd hoped weren't too tall then returned with them on, and the blue feather in hand. (The shoes were a pair of black heels, simple in appearance with leather at the tip. The heels themselves added 3 inches.)

Tawny held it out to him, "It'll be my lucky charm, but..I want you to hold onto it until after, i-if it's okay with you."

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Tarik took the feather from Tawny and smiled. "Here, how about we do this..." instead of just hanging on to the feather, Tarik reached into his pocket and pulled out a rubber band. he then tied the feather into his hair. After, he took one of the light blue ones out of his own hair and took a step towards Tawny.

"Do you mind?" he asked with a smile as he held up the feather, wanting to place it in her hair. "I'll give you your own good luck charm."

Tawny seemed to be quite unsure of herself, and so Tarik wanted to make her feel better... without having to get undressed. Maybe a sign of friendship would help her feel better. "I don't know why your so nervous today, You should really be more confident in yourself. You are beautiful and kind... keep your chin up a little higher and show of those pretty teeth!" As a doctor, it hurt Tarik to see anyone in any kind of pain, whether it be physical or mental... and as a doctor, it was his duty to make sure that he did whatever he could for anyone.

Today, it would seem, his duty was to instill a bit of confidence in a woman who deserved to think better of herself.

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For just a moment, Tawny looked at him curiously and let her eyes follow his movements as he tied it in his hair. While another person might've found it strange that he just randomly had a rubber band with him, the Coronai found it incredibly resourceful and saw the potential uses that it could have within his job as the Mansion's doctor; not quite the best tourniquet but a twist here and a tie there (with some fabric, of course) and you could proper plug up some blood.
More focusing on the actual action though, she felt a bit moved that he'd put it so close to him - it was almost as if he was letting her be a part of him.. and he would be a part of her with the feather he offered. Wait.. what..!

Tawny shook her head quickly and tried stammering out an answer when she realized she hadn't said anything, "N-no ! I mean.. I don't mind.. sorry." Geez, this was why she had up that façade, wasn't it? She was beginning to realize now how weak she was when she didn't allow herself to take charge and make all those sexual advances on the object of her desire. But.. not everyone liked being pushed around - her Flyboy was one of them. Not understanding why she felt this way, so vulnerable and so willing to drop the act, all she did know was that she wanted him to be happy. And hers.

Slowly, she approached him and turned her back to him - she was assuming he would find it easier to place the feather there.. and also that he didn't want to face her when she did it. And, maybe it was a good thing she wasn't facing him because his next statement made her blush something fierce. "Me..? I'm not beautiful." Physical beauty only went so far and she knew that even if she changed into 'gorgeous' or 'sexy' celebrities like Angelina Holie or Megan Wolf, she'd still be ugly beneath it all.

Pretty..teeth? Her hands raised subconsciously to her lips and a small smile broke through.

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"Of course you are beautiful, why would you think otherwise?" Tarik smiled and tied the feather into Tawny's hair. "There, it looks great! The feather matches your hair perfectly," he told her happily. "Now, lets get you back out into the Celebrations Hall, shall we? Don't you wan't to show off those pearly whites?"

It made Tarik feel good to be kept busy. His homesickness began to disappear and he was actually beginning to enjoy himself. Sensing that tawny was nervous, he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry Tawny, these fancy things aren't really for me either. Just stick with me if you wan't and we can get through it together! Now lets go, if I don't get back there soon the Saiforro's may begin to wonder where I wandered off to..."

The young man then began leading Tawny off towards the door, "Just take a few deep breaths and you will be just fine!"

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The Coronai tried to maintain her cheerful facial expression as he tried to argue the point of her "beauty" but the word was so subjective that anyone, really, could throw it around while having no real bearing or authority on the matter that was being discussed. Tawny did, however, find it touching that her Flyboy, Tarik, would see her in such a light, notwithstanding the foregoing opinion. He was a kind and gentle spirit, much deserving of better than herself, but she were the type of selfish person who would still rather see him be happy with her than with any other person whose goodwill and merit matched his own.

Images of her past haunted her mind, then, when he asked her refutes to his claim; dark images filled with the type of wickedness that even the most stalwart Horror novelist would cringe at. All this time, she kept smiling innocently then shook her head - an immature rebuttal, "I'm.. just not."

Oh, how she had wished at that point that she had a mirror to see herself, a compact, but she would take his word as gospel. Maybe she'd catch a passing glimpse of herself in any of the dressing room mirrors on their way out but, right then, she didn't want to be separated from him. In a way, he was able to quell the rabid thirst she felt. There was a reason her Path was called the 'Anthem of Masochism'.

"Sure~" Tawny nodded a little bashfully, accepting his invitation to go back to the much too populated Celebration Hall. But, if it wasn't already understood, as long Tarik were there - she'd be okay with it. A puzzled look crossed her face at his small confession, "Really? You seem so much more comfortable than m..me." After all, he did proudly don the tribal wear of his race so.. why wouldn't he be more comfortable in a fancy party like this one? And, in thinking about it, Tawny found that she was a bit envious because there seemed to be no real advantage to being a Coronai; granted there was the vast power that came with it but that power could only destroy. She.. she wanted to create.

She couldn't even bear children. What good would she be to him then?

Having her reverie broken by his little pep talk, she dramatically inhaled and exhaled - with a much too stern expression - then covered her lips as a giggle filtered through. "Okay, I think I'm ready."

Tawny.. seemed more radiant and much more willing to face the world then. All thanks to Tarik.

>>>Exiting the Dressing Room>>>