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[heloise]

[ The trick to receiving the perfect dress from the Castle is to ask for more and more until the right one appears from thin air. As such she has quite a few unworn gowns after choosing one for the Masquerade. They are piled on her bed, some contemporary for her and other more futuristic ones, all the golds and creams and light blues like a cloud of colors!

Lucrezia has no qualms about simply discarding them, dresses were valuable but free, as far as she is concerned, here and even back home. But pretty things hold a special place in her heart and she may yet find some use for them.

She opens her journal and filters to her new friend: ]

If I should have any talent for deciphering the language of dresses, I think these are calling your name.

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Lucrezia

[holycraponacracker]

[Grabs up her journal excitedly.] Ah oh my god, really?

[Makes excited squeaky noises.] What's your room number? I can be there lickety-split.

FOREVER

[heloise]

[ She giggles, Penny's squeaky noises are so adorable! ]

Ortus Tower, 1708. And the door is unlocked.

[holycraponacracker]

I'll be there in a jiff!

[She hurries to make herself look decently cute before walking to Lucrezia's door and knocking.]

It's Penny!

[And she helps herself in!]

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia isn't sure what a jiff is but hopes it's pretty quick!

When Penny slips in, she will be sitting on her bed, comparing the sleeves on a pink dress and a blue one. She grins at the sight of her and muddles through the pile of silk, lace and cotton so she can greet her guest by the door. ]

And here I was about to shout for intruders.

[holycraponacracker]

Oh, I hope I didn't scare you.

[But she leans forward for a hug! Will you hug her, Lulu?]

[heloise]

[ She returns the hug with one arm! Hugs should be free because they make the world go round, in her opinion. ]

How could such a lovely fave scare me?

[holycraponacracker]

[She grins.] You are so sweet! And so pretty, gosh.

[heloise]

[ Lucrezia just grins at the compliments, like her daily bread! She lets go of the hug to grab Penny's wrist and drag her toward the bed and the pile of shiny dresses. ]

No prettier than you when we are done.