Night 46: F21-F30 Hallway
[F22]
No, Falis didn't want to wear the dress. Okay, maybe she liked the crown and the dress was nice (for a white frilly princess dress), but she wasn't doing anything where the dress would have any impact. She was a bounty hunter and, in this place, being a princess held no weight. Her sword, her accomplishments, her strength - that was what counted, not her title or ability to fight amazingly well in a white frilly dress. Milano always said it was entrancing to watch her fight in it, but that didn't matter here, right?
To be truthful, Falis was a little - no, a lot - irritated that it was the dress she'd been given and not her bounty hunter clothes. In a place like this, they were much more practical and the dark colors wouldn't draw attention. Not that Falis cared about attention from either other people or monsters, but she was hunting vampires and she was eventually going to be laying in wait for that one bloodsucker. The grey outfit was a better choice for something like that than the white dress.
Whatever. She was pretty sure Hokuto and Namine would like the dress and... maybe she'd put it on for them once, twice at most, if she was talked into it.
Sitting on her desk were the two jugs of moonshine plus two cups and an empty can that could be used as a cup. She wasn't sure how many people Kagura was bringing, so the can was there if needed (she'd be the one using it). Cracking open one jug of moonshine, Falis took a sip and her eyebrow twitched a little. Okay, the stuff was definitely strong enough and the flavor was passable with the apples she'd used. She'd made much better stuff in the past with Dominikov and Pete, but for the resources she had at her disposal, this wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been.
On the hunter's bed was the bag of crafty shit she'd gotten for that charm thing Orihime had wanted to make. Sitting down next to them, Falis waited for her guests to arrive. To pass the time, she ripped a piece of sheet off and started cleaning her sword.
No, Falis didn't want to wear the dress. Okay, maybe she liked the crown and the dress was nice (for a white frilly princess dress), but she wasn't doing anything where the dress would have any impact. She was a bounty hunter and, in this place, being a princess held no weight. Her sword, her accomplishments, her strength - that was what counted, not her title or ability to fight amazingly well in a white frilly dress. Milano always said it was entrancing to watch her fight in it, but that didn't matter here, right?
To be truthful, Falis was a little - no, a lot - irritated that it was the dress she'd been given and not her bounty hunter clothes. In a place like this, they were much more practical and the dark colors wouldn't draw attention. Not that Falis cared about attention from either other people or monsters, but she was hunting vampires and she was eventually going to be laying in wait for that one bloodsucker. The grey outfit was a better choice for something like that than the white dress.
Whatever. She was pretty sure Hokuto and Namine would like the dress and... maybe she'd put it on for them once, twice at most, if she was talked into it.
Sitting on her desk were the two jugs of moonshine plus two cups and an empty can that could be used as a cup. She wasn't sure how many people Kagura was bringing, so the can was there if needed (she'd be the one using it). Cracking open one jug of moonshine, Falis took a sip and her eyebrow twitched a little. Okay, the stuff was definitely strong enough and the flavor was passable with the apples she'd used. She'd made much better stuff in the past with Dominikov and Pete, but for the resources she had at her disposal, this wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been.
On the hunter's bed was the bag of crafty shit she'd gotten for that charm thing Orihime had wanted to make. Sitting down next to them, Falis waited for her guests to arrive. To pass the time, she ripped a piece of sheet off and started cleaning her sword.