[ooc: NOTE FOR STALKERS. This is set in victorian England. :| Enjoy.]
Cain did not particularly like incarnating as a women. It had nothing to do with disliking the gender--but it was inconvenient. And often ridiculous. At least in this life she had the fortune of being kept on a distant estate and hidden due to her coloring.
Or at least, it had
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Not that she's explicitly said 'hey, I want to wear a dress!', but it was more like 'I must take over all the rival Houses', but the end justifies the means and he really had no objection to whatever scheme Cain had thought up now.
Speaking of. There's a gentleman at your door, trailing behind one of her maidservants, and bowing with just the barest hint of a leer. She thought she already lost him? Well, she thought wrong.
Brown hair (though worn long and in a ponytail in this era), sharp violet eyes, three linked ear cuffs. And of course, that cocky grin. Can't miss that, can she?
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"I thought I made it clear what I think of your suits, Lord." Appearances, appearances. The maids and servants here believe him to be (foolishly) courting her, and Cain has, historically, had absolutely none of it. Aggravating.
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"Oh, Lady Minerva, you flatter me," he replies, slanting a look at her maidservant, and then back up at Cain. He'd seen her in a corset before, a dozen times, but never...in the process?
He knows she detests those things. Now to test how much...
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"What the hell are you here for this time?"
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