first tea time
Characters: lefttohisright, open to everyone~
Setting: Dorm room 2-07, hallways.
Format: I'll adapt to match.
Summary: Rilianne is utterly upset over finding herself locked up and collared like a lesser animal.
Warnings: TBA
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Dorm room 2-07
Well, this was new. No finery, no steward, no Allen. Rilianne huffed and tugged at the white body-hugging piece of cloth on her body, displeased with its strangeness. She was more used to large gowns and tight bodices, not this… pathetic thing.
After a bit of effort, she managed to pull the white thing off, leaving her naked and cold in the empty room. It was then that she noticed the collar around her neck, and, in a slight bit of panic, she screamed out for her servant-brother.
"Len!! Allen Abaddonia!! Where are you?!!"
Her voice echoed in the small room, but there was no reply from Len, who would usually rush to her side the moment she called for him. It was starting to scare her, this new, unknown place, but she would not falter. She is the queen of the Yellow Kingdom after all, and queens don't falter or show their weaknesses to the lesser people.
Huffing again, she sat back down, pulling a bedsheet (bah, cotton!) around her. It's almost close to tea time, and she's still undressed and wearing this strange, silly collar around her neck. Blasphemy!
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Hallways
The bedsheet wrapped around her person, Rilianne ventured forth outside of the small room she found herself in, frowning. This was totally ridiculous! Her, the esteemed queen of the Yellow Kingdom, now without clothing or a servant at her beck and call!
She called out to the nearest person she saw, one hand held out in a commanding posture, never mind that she's a tiny little thing wrapped in a white bedsheet.
"You there! Tell me, where is this place, and why am I, Queen Rilianne Lucifen d'Autriche, kept in here?"
Setting: Dorm room 2-07, hallways.
Format: I'll adapt to match.
Summary: Rilianne is utterly upset over finding herself locked up and collared like a lesser animal.
Warnings: TBA
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Dorm room 2-07
Well, this was new. No finery, no steward, no Allen. Rilianne huffed and tugged at the white body-hugging piece of cloth on her body, displeased with its strangeness. She was more used to large gowns and tight bodices, not this… pathetic thing.
After a bit of effort, she managed to pull the white thing off, leaving her naked and cold in the empty room. It was then that she noticed the collar around her neck, and, in a slight bit of panic, she screamed out for her servant-brother.
"Len!! Allen Abaddonia!! Where are you?!!"
Her voice echoed in the small room, but there was no reply from Len, who would usually rush to her side the moment she called for him. It was starting to scare her, this new, unknown place, but she would not falter. She is the queen of the Yellow Kingdom after all, and queens don't falter or show their weaknesses to the lesser people.
Huffing again, she sat back down, pulling a bedsheet (bah, cotton!) around her. It's almost close to tea time, and she's still undressed and wearing this strange, silly collar around her neck. Blasphemy!
--
Hallways
The bedsheet wrapped around her person, Rilianne ventured forth outside of the small room she found herself in, frowning. This was totally ridiculous! Her, the esteemed queen of the Yellow Kingdom, now without clothing or a servant at her beck and call!
She called out to the nearest person she saw, one hand held out in a commanding posture, never mind that she's a tiny little thing wrapped in a white bedsheet.
"You there! Tell me, where is this place, and why am I, Queen Rilianne Lucifen d'Autriche, kept in here?"