Mar 22, 2011 12:36
[Wandering the hallways and ducking away from windows, Drusilla seems more curious about than bothered by her arrival.]
A pretty sort of fairy tale for pretty little princesses and princes, innit...
[It's not because she understands what's going on, she very much doesn't. After another moment of contemplation, her expression turns to a full-blown pout, and she tugs at her dress, her hair, anything that can be tugged.]
Isn't a dream, even the storybook characters are real, cold solid flesh... tea time will come, it's a surprise party and I've not yet met my host. Shame I haven't any gifts to offer, manners shall have to wait.
[Yes, that solution seems to suit her, and she nods decisively. Of course, if anyone were to attempt to enlighten her, it wouldn't be the worst thing.]
!intro,
drusilla