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[Lulu slipped out of the house she awoke in early this morning, made sure nobody was around, and sidled over to the shop in which she was supposed to find her clothing. By the time everyone is getting up and all that, she's dressed and ready, having been delayed by the prospect of cutting wingholes in her dress. So she's lost time, and is bound to run into someone, but that isn't such a bad thing, now that she's not in that flimsy white dress.
She steps out of the shop now, glancing around once. Yes, there are others out and about. Nobody familiar, as far as she knows. Of course, the journal pictures aren't exactly flattering. How would she be able to tell, even if she were to run into someone? Decided, she turned and started off toward the house she'd awoken in. Her steps were slow, though, and her gaze was thoughtful.]
[ooc: Anyone's welcome, be it someone she met in her entry or someone entirely new. She's not met anyone in person yet, so...]
She steps out of the shop now, glancing around once. Yes, there are others out and about. Nobody familiar, as far as she knows. Of course, the journal pictures aren't exactly flattering. How would she be able to tell, even if she were to run into someone? Decided, she turned and started off toward the house she'd awoken in. Her steps were slow, though, and her gaze was thoughtful.]
[ooc: Anyone's welcome, be it someone she met in her entry or someone entirely new. She's not met anyone in person yet, so...]