novelzi Ch 2.64: Remembrance
Ch 2.64: Remembrance
Ch 2.64: Remembrance
Tira was nervous. It was the only feeling she had as she slipped on the leather pants, struggling to pull them up. The damn things had practically never fit, even the knee high boots Tira put on after were easier to get on, but they did make her ass look good, so in the wardrobe they stayed. The nicest shirt she owned came next, sliding over her shoulders, buttons closing up over her stomach, over the black bra.
She looked at herself in the mirror to try and distract from the nervousness, and was pleased with what she saw. The vibrant red of the shirt contrasted well with the black pants, matched well with the shade of pink she’d chosen for her eyeshadow tonight. Her hair was still wet, but it would dry quickly, and she never really cared for that part of making herself up. That was the reason she kept it so short anyway, after all.
“Deep breaths, Strask,” she told herself. Not a lot of good it did for her. She was good at keeping people in order, better at fighting. But here she was about to go off into an actual criminal den, intending to play by their rules, literally, in order to obtain stolen goods. “Gods, dad would be so pissed...”
A knock on her door snapped her back into the present. “Come in,” she said.
The door opened a crack, and Carline’s head poked through before she pushed all the way in. She really was a cute girl, in the nobility sort of way, the type of person you could tell didn’t really fit in with the other nobles. She we wearing a long velvet dress, one that clung to her curves just enough to show her form up top, billowing out just a bit at the bottom.
And then came the next one, that one. The exhibitionist that Tira had busted so many times for sneaking out past curfew before, who’d irritated her for months, and who was becoming annoyingly attractive in the last few weeks. She was wearing a surprisingly conservative dress though, one that didn’t quite match the picture Tira had in head of the dress she’d heard Elaina describe making. Maybe the girl finally got some sense in her head.Visitt for the latest updates
And then came Elaina. All of Tira’s new friends were pretty, Carline especially tonight, but lord was Elaina the winner in Tira’s eyes on this occasion. She had makeup on for the first time, surely applied with her roommate’s help, but only a light amount, a little bit of eyeliner, some blush Tira thought, but it was hard to tell with how flushed Elaina got regularly.
The star of the show was the dress though. It was a deep green, silky, and not quite as modest as the one Elaina had described intending to make. Had she swapped with Flora or something? Thoughts like that didn’t linger long, not with the distraction the outfit was providing.
The “dress” was really more of an ensemble, a pair of lace shorts with straps attached that went to about mid thigh, a lace “top” if you could call it that, though it looked more like a bra, with similar straps crisscrossing across her chest, all wrapped up in an actual dress, two thick straps that fell down her shoulders, going around her breasts instead of over them, coming together into one piece around the waist and tied with a black sash before splitting again, into two flowing sections, a large panel in the back that would cover a good bit of modesty, but a thin strip of cloth in the front, barely wide enough to cover the gap between Elaina’s legs as she hurried in and closed the door.
“Gods”, the girl said, “I’m not sure I can actually go out in this.”
“You’re telling me,” Flora said with a laugh. “At least you can walk through the school.”
Tira was caught off guard by the whole thing, but she didn’t really mind. Elaina looked the most shocked, had probably never posed for a picture of her own volition, was a ball of blush both from her makeup and natural skin, but still very cute.
They all looked good, Tira realized. Carline had that nervous smile you’d put on when you wanted to take a picture but still didn’t quite know how to smile for it, Flora had that natural smile that you didn’t know how people put on for portraits, and even Elaina seemed to be adjusting to the idea, a genuine, non-posed smile growing across her face.
All that was left was Tira herself. She didn’t mind taking pictures, and she certainly wasn’t going to spoil the fun of the other girls, so she put on her own trademark picture smile, the slight smirk, no too large, not too fake.
“How long do we have to do this?” Elaina asked through her teeth.
At that, Tira couldn’t help but open her own smile up more, struggling not to laugh as the click of the crystal portrait went off, then finally giving up once she knew it had been taken, falling back onto her bed and covering her own face as the other two girls started laughing at Elaina’s innocence as well.
“What’d I do?” Elaina asked.
“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make fun of you,” Tira said. “It was just funny.”
Elaina blushed even more as the other girls regained control of themselves, Flora and Carline apologizing too, profusely in the latter’s case.
“Okay, let’s get going,” Tira said after they all had a chance to look at the portrait. “Elaina was right, we don’t want to be late.”
It seemed okay now, somehow. The plan was still against the rules, dangerous, and a situation that Tira wasn’t really in her element for, but with her friends, she felt like it was going to work out okay.
It really was a good picture.