Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191130184420/@comment-7262318-20191202171451

Shrava descended the stairs, having quickly adjusted to walking in the new shoes but still adjusting the arms and collar of her dress. When Garran saw her, he let out a low whistle. "Look who cleaned herself up,"

"Shut up," Shrava rolled her eyes. When she had realized the futility of it, she had asked Nyasia to do her hair as well, which she did with remarkable skill. "This One is never, and she means never, doing this again."

"Ah, c'mon... you look nice," Garran said, putting an arm around her.

"... thank you," She muttered.