Video or In Person | Garden
((ooc: purple is Lenalee, red is ghost!Anita.))
[Lenalee is sitting on a bench in the garden, hands folded in her lap. Behind her is a gorgeous woman in ornate robes that cover just a little bit too little, comb in hand. Her wistful smile is almost motherly as she brushes Lenalee's hair out.]
Your hair is getting long again.
Yes. There's still a ways to go, but...
[Lenalee trails off, smiling.]
It only takes more time. You've already grown into a lovely woman.
[Lenalee flushes faintly at the praise. It's hard to know what to say when a woman like Anita calls her 'lovely,' let alone a grown woman. She still feels young, having her hair brushed like this. But it is pleasant.]
Thank you.
[Lenalee is sitting on a bench in the garden, hands folded in her lap. Behind her is a gorgeous woman in ornate robes that cover just a little bit too little, comb in hand. Her wistful smile is almost motherly as she brushes Lenalee's hair out.]
Your hair is getting long again.
Yes. There's still a ways to go, but...
[Lenalee trails off, smiling.]
It only takes more time. You've already grown into a lovely woman.
[Lenalee flushes faintly at the praise. It's hard to know what to say when a woman like Anita calls her 'lovely,' let alone a grown woman. She still feels young, having her hair brushed like this. But it is pleasant.]
Thank you.