When men say I'm sweet as candy It goes to my head like brandy, I enjoy being a girl

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria felt distinctly odd when she awoke. Her head was throbbing and her mouth dry and cotton-filled. She ached all over and she whimpered at she sat up. "Oh, dear. What ever have I done?" Delicately, she pressed her hands to her aching head and tried not to weep as she struggled to recall what could have possibly happened that she should

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[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica's eyes widened as she moved toward the girl as quickly as propriety would allow. "Gee, are you alright? I thought I smelled smoke!"

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria blushed though the dim light, mostly hid it, ashamed of her attire condition, particularly when met by a gentle lady such as this. "Yes, I'm...well, I'm afraid I was a touch overindulgent in some spirits but I'm well. I apologise for my clothing. I don't know what I could have possibly been thinking when I dressed."

[neptune_sleuth]

"Oh, honey," Veronica sighed, looking the girl over. "I'm -- I'm sure we've all had slips like that." Certainly she had herself. It was a good thing she didn't touch the nasty stuff anymore! "Maybe the clothes bin...?" she suggested timidly.

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria nodded solemnly, "Yes, that is where I am going right now. I must admit I've had quite the shock recently and all I want is a proper gown and a nice cup of teach. I fear I'm having palpitations."

Dramatically, she pressed her free hand over her heart, which was indeed beating quite irradically.

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica gasped, worried. "Oh, dear! Maybe you ought to go to the clinic as well," she suggested, leading the way toward the compound. "A cup of tea sounds like just the thing, though."

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria gave the blonde a thankful look, her eyes filling with tears. "Thank you so much for helping me. I feared horrible things would happen while I was alone. Truly God has answered my prayers."

[neptune_sleuth]

"God is good," Veronica agreed solemnly. "I'm glad I came to you in time. It can be awful frightening to be alone." Through the doors of the compound they went, and Veronica shielded her eyes at the sight of the gyrating happening there, grabbing for the other woman's hand to lead her quickly away from that.

"I'm Veronica," she added when they were safely away in the hall.

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria's eyes widened at the mere glimpse of the ...fornication! that was occuring the compound. "A..Anamaria," she stammered, much embarrassed. "Anamaria Bonney."

She'd dropped her makeshift torch outside and was feeling increasingly uncomfortable under these harsh lights where anyone could see her disgraceful attire. She hurried with Veronica to the laundry room and hoped that the clothing box would be kind.

[neptune_sleuth]

"Ooh, what a pretty name!" Veronica sighed. Anamaria! How lovely. "The clothes box is so, so nice. It gave me this pretty white dress. I'm sure there's something lovely in there for you, too."

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria crossed herself quickly, "I do hope that it is as kind to me as it is to you." In truth, Veronica's dress was scandalously short but Anamaria remembered that not everyone was from her time and certainly her own past left her no room to criticize others.

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica knelt beside her, reaching into the box. Maybe it would give her something pink... Delicately, she pulled out a beautiful, dark blue gown, looking at it with a little squeal of delight. "Perhaps this?" she said, offering it to Anamaria.

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria gasped and accepted it gratefully from Veronica, "Thank you so much. I think that..." she held it up and noticed the very deep V-neck, "...oh...dear. Do you think I could possibly?"

It would be scandalous, though no more so than Veronica's own gown.

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica considered it a moment, brow furrowing as she bit gently at her lip. "Well..." she said slowly. "Maybe we could borrow a needle and thread from Miss Cripslock and make some adjustments, if you want."

[bonneypirate]

Anamaria looked down at the gown, fingering the fabric. It was the most lovely thing she'd ever seen. "Perhaps I could try it on first? It might not be as bad as it looks."

As her hands moved over the dress, she frowned, seeing the dirt on her skin and clothes. "Oh, dear. I really should clean up. I'll get this all mussed. That would be just awful!" She held out the dress, "Would you hold this for me? I'll just dash to the showers and get cleaned up."

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica nodded, glad to be of help. "Absolutely. I'll just look through the box while you're gone," she said, smiling. It was nice to be useful to others!

[bonneypirate]

"Thank you, Veronica. I'm so glad to have met you." Anamaria gave her a quick curtsey, then collected back the dress--for what else would she wear if not the gown--and hurried off.

One hot and marvelous shower later, Anamaria had her wet hair braided in crown around her head, dark skin scrubbed clean and nearly glowing. The dress fit to perfection, though as she'd been concerned, the deep plunging neckline exposed quite an expanse of warm brown skin. Returning to the laundry room, she cleared her throat tentatively to get Veronica's attention and stood awaiting approval or not.