The role demanded that Reinette turn a dandied leg, perhaps flash a chest and the elegantly embroidered vest beneath. But that would mean calling attention to the very things she was attempting to conceal. Instead, she stepped back slightly, offense apparent. To complete the image she even skidded across the icy deck, a youth utterly inept in his surroundings. It almost got away from her, and she grasped the rain.
"Just because one is being attacked is no need to wear clothing that is well over a year old. I would cry myself to sleep if my hems looked as yours do."
She did not smile, but her voice softened.
"Yes oddly groomed. You were as brown as the wren. Where I am from the men are as brightly plumed as the women, if not moreso."
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Date: 2007-09-25 05:38 am (UTC)"Just because one is being attacked is no need to wear clothing that is well over a year old. I would cry myself to sleep if my hems looked as yours do."
She did not smile, but her voice softened.
"Yes oddly groomed. You were as brown as the wren. Where I am from the men are as brightly plumed as the women, if not moreso."