|Re: "Where the Words Go: An Amaranthian Tale" RP Thread|
Subject: Re: "Where the Words Go: An Amaranthian Tale" RP Thread
by diamondmist on 2011/1/1 5:39:31
((YES YES YES (*hugs Ryo-kun*) And, just as a side note, can you please correct my name's spelling? Just bugged me, since I'm a spelling freak, sorry.))
Diamondmist was irritated.
It was the night of the ball and she was excited, but irritated. Anyone would be, she supposed, if they were faced by the dilemma in front of her.
She had nothing to wear.
Yes, the tall water nymph had nothing - nothing - to wear.
Well, she did, but she had loads of dresses and couldn't choose.
"Nyaaaah..." she moaned agitatedly, sifting through the numerous fabrics that were the contents of her wardrobe. Clothes were strewn around everywhere, and she was honestly confused of which dress was which.
I spy with my little eye...
A dress. A beautiful one at that. Soft red and gold, and the whole upper back was exposed - her hair would cover it anyway.
"Yes!" she muttered around, grinning in victory.
After donning the dress, she looked at herself in the mirror, brushed her hair quickly and flew out the open window.
Her wings flapped lazily, and she glided along the wind, scanning the ground for no particular reason. She had just begun to fly directly to the ball before her eyes widened - a boy was balancing foolishly on two boxes on the outskirts of Amaranthia.
She flew quickly to the boy's location, not caring that there was only ten minutes left until the ball started.
"Hey...you okay?" she asked, landing beside the fallen boy and leaning over him.
Rei (red) in:
http://youkaiyume.deviantart.com/art/ ... youkaiyume/24420366&qo=11))