Post by Esme on Feb 23, 2009 23:40:16 GMT -5
Esme stood in front of the mirror, clutching the sink as she stared deeply into her own eyes. The room was empty, and she was alone. For years she had preferred it this way...alone was safe. Tonight, however, was different. The whole place seemed abandoned, as she hadn't come across anyone when she entered... but that didn't mean that no one was actually there. Perhaps she would find out soon...
Esme closed her eyes for a brief moment, took a deep breath and exhaled, and released the sink from her grasp. She ran her long, pale fingers over her hair, usually down around her waist, but for tonight she thought it more appropraite up. It allowed her to show off her total pale complexion, let the light hit her eyes just so, that the piercing light honey color they were was nearly impossible to go unnoticed. She then moved a hand down the side of her dress, smoothing the crinkled black velvet at her waist, just under the corset. She felt a slight breeze at her back, as the dress was open just to her waist, where the opening was met with a frilly deep, dark purple lace-type material, which fell behind her to the floor.
"Here I am." She murmured softly, watching her own dark crimson lips move ever so slightly in the mirror before her. "Now where are you..." She turned sharply and stopped. Now facing the door, she took another deep breath before taking a step forward, placing a delicate hand on the knob, and turning it gently before stepping into the next room.
(cont. in the Bar)
Esme closed her eyes for a brief moment, took a deep breath and exhaled, and released the sink from her grasp. She ran her long, pale fingers over her hair, usually down around her waist, but for tonight she thought it more appropraite up. It allowed her to show off her total pale complexion, let the light hit her eyes just so, that the piercing light honey color they were was nearly impossible to go unnoticed. She then moved a hand down the side of her dress, smoothing the crinkled black velvet at her waist, just under the corset. She felt a slight breeze at her back, as the dress was open just to her waist, where the opening was met with a frilly deep, dark purple lace-type material, which fell behind her to the floor.
"Here I am." She murmured softly, watching her own dark crimson lips move ever so slightly in the mirror before her. "Now where are you..." She turned sharply and stopped. Now facing the door, she took another deep breath before taking a step forward, placing a delicate hand on the knob, and turning it gently before stepping into the next room.
(cont. in the Bar)