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Huzzah! Evildoers, tremble before my newfound power! You shall not escape!!!!!!!!!! Hiyah! [ She waves the staff around haphazardly with much vigor, bonking some unfortunate soul behind her in the head. ] Oopsies! Ahem. Quite! No crime shall go unpunished, no matter how insignificant. Take that!

Oh, I could never give in to such a vile sin. Gambling is a pox, a boil upon the fair skin of mankind. -L'Arachel (Sacred Stones)

We planned this? I suppose I simply don’t usually worry about such trifling details. -L'Arachel (Sacred Stones)

[ L'Arachel is blissfully unaware of the torture nexus Rennac is currently experiencing, moreso focused on getting his look for the evening just so. When she pulls the brush away from his face, she doesn't immediately let him go,

Virion? You are a very strange man. -Libra (Awakening)

[ She takes notice of his irritation, because of course she does, and she huffs. ] My hand is steady as stone, I'll have you know. If you move, I almost certainly will poke you. Stay. Still. Now...

It is necessary! The dress code clearly states it. High femme, Rennac! If you're going to attend by my side, you're going to do it right. Now then, let me work my magic. [ The writer does not use makeup and has extremely sensitive eyes, so please excuse him for his lack of firsthand knowledge. ✨ ]

[ Rennac is stuck in the time loop of Dame Ball until L'Arachel is satisfied. RIP. ]

But remember, I think that gambling is an immoral, inexcusable pastime. You can tell it is wicked, because of how good you feel when you win. -L'Arachel (Sacred Stones)

[ Well, that didn't last long. Oh well! ] Oh, hush. It suits you! If this is your one-and-only time dressing up, you might as well go all out. Honestly, you took your time getting dressed, but I expected you to have more trouble.

Don't slouch, Rennac. Back straight! You know better. [ She baps him lightly on the shoulder with the comb she just picked up, then more gently starts to brush it through his hair, gentle but with purpose.

[ While Rennac was waffling and taking his sweet time, it seems L'ara made some progress on getting ready herself. She'll have to kick him out to change, though, obviously. ] Oh, hush. And stop that! It's very unbecoming. Not ladylike at all.

[ Commander Anna has a Snapshot tome in hand and is offering pictures (for a cost!) near the balcony. She's taken a few candid shots to test that it works before all her hard work goes to waste. evelavrenti.neocities.org/images/gallery ]

Why? In preparation for the ball, of course! I knew you'd need something to wear, and I also knew you wouldn't bother to arrange something yourself. And you simply MUST accompany me! A princess can't arrive to a ball on her lonesome, you know! So obviously you must escort me.

[ The doors have opened to the Askran ball room, and it's already brimming with life. A magic barrier covers the space, keeping it warm despite Ragnarök's invasion. ]

Of course, the hostess of such an event has to look the best~! I don't need a skirt hoop to look good.

FUCK my life.

[ emerging from the ether without a sound, as though she has been here all along. when did she start observing? has she been lying in wait this whole time? there may never be a true answer. she links her arm with Rennac's and starts to pull him down the hall. ] Oh, don't be so dour, Rennac.

[ ғᴇʀᴘ ] 𝘕𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘳𝘢... ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 𝐚𝐫𝐭.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 𝐦𝐮𝐧.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞.