(Niiiiceeee-good storytelling dude :3)
And if that wasn't bad enough-her stepmother was there as well. She wasn't really buying much, keeping things confined to her little purse but that didn't mean she was any better, her constant screaming for Elle to keep up was damn near deafening-also I am going to refer to the stepsisters as S1 and S2. And the Stepmama can be SM.
(Aww, thankie! :3), (And yeah, I'll do so to-It's jus so much easier. -w-)
The place they were walking in, was crowded with countless people. Despite the warmth, there was still endless amounts of people wearing bulky, long-sleeved shirts n Pants. Every person had worn that, or something similar to a night-gown, there was even the sights of some people going to the extreme-And wearing double of what most people would wear!...Of course, this didn't mean the outfits looked good, in some cases-They were old. Ragged and dust-covered, there was even the wonderful sight of someone, LITERALLY covered by dirt and grim!...What a lovely day for wigs to be flying threw the air, the bickering of her Step-Sisters and Mother, and have to witness so many better families than the one she was forced to stay with.
Actually, moving back to the wig topic- S1's was starting to come off ever so slightly, but she didn't even seem to notice. She was all to much focused on her shopping spree-As for S2...Well, she was starting to pick up on S1's Act. It wasn't very good for them all, the constant buying, tossing around, and yelling-But regardless of that, There wasn't very many things wrong with Today. If she had to compare it to some other days, This-....Was actually a more tame day. Of course, it wasn't any better, but it was a whole lot better than staying in the house cleaning for hours on end, only to be given a mere few minutes to take a break, and even shorter amounts of time to sleep. At least, she hoped it would stay that way today, despite the fact her feet ached from the others day hard work. She was forced to clean every tile, scrub every wall, and do her step-sisters and mothers hair 3x over; It was a horrible thing to hear if she had told anyone, but unfortunately-She knew if she tried to, she'd only get mere laughs, insults, or no one to listen. But...Hey, if today was able to stay the same, at least it would count as a break to her. Nothing special was gonna happen today anyways!.......Right?
She sighed, watching them toss around wigs for a few moments before looking away, out at the square and the the shops and little shows all around. She smiled to herself a little, blowing a stray piece of hair out of her face as her grip on the packages tightened. It was sort of funny, out here her sisters stood out like a sore thumb, the decadent displays of opulence and wealth making them look like gaudy, glittering jewels. In comparison to them, she was a bit like an ink-blot, although she at least blended into the crowds. Drifting off a bit, she hadn't realized she'd stepped away from her stepfamily until she heard them shouting.
Their shouts were soon to become muffled, however. It didn't take very long until she had then...Locked eyes with, "someone". They seemed so, so familiar. Yet she couldn't describe, nor figure out who they were-Something about their cold, blue glance was enough to get ones mind thinking. But regardless of this, I'll just go into description Shoto, as I have no idea what to even move on for my part, aside from more details on how snobby the sisters/mother is, Lol.
"The Stranger", as she would soon just simply call; Wore something no where near the rest of the crowd. He himself, stood out from everyone-His wears were simple to her thoughts, but if it was anyone elses, it would've be exquisite. If you know a "pirates" outfit, then try thinking of a more Fancy one. His collar was popped out, little bits of what she could only describe as bits of coated-gold, silver bits running down it. His shirt had a bit of an interesting choice of style, From her view, it was a rather skin-tight white shirt. She couldn't quite see it now, but if you were up close-You might've been lucky enough to see some.. Interesting bits. Pecs, abs-You name it. Despite of how far she was from the Stranger, He was very-Fit. There was, of course, not very long to admire him-As soon he would be lost to the crowd. But whatever, the point is-He stood out from everyone. Even her own step-mother n sisters. There was something off about him-Yet she could never quite tell what.
And, well to no one's surprise-She was sorta forced to go towards where her sister's n mother were screaming for her-Of course, that meant the Stranger was now no longer in sight, and even if she wanted to go see him again, which let's be honest-We both know she's not, "UWU, HOT MAN I MUST FIND YEZ YEZ-",So it's easy to assume that wasn't her top priority. But, regardless of this, she'd probably never see the mysterious blue-eyed man again. No one she would find a slight interest in stick around in town for long, oooooor either come up dead by some stupid animals or other people who brutally murdered them! Perfect town! No? :D
Let's be honest, new rps at the starts always have depressingness- T=T
And, well back to the snobby, stuck-up brats- T^T
S1:"Well it TOOK ya long enough, look how many bags I'm holding!! YOUR supposed to be the carrier, tell her ma!"
SM:"Now now S1, calm yourself.. we allll know she knows she shouldn't have left our side to begin with, and how she will get what's coming to her-But! For the time being, Elle, take your sisters bags. We don't have much longer out here, and hurry now-We won't wait for you all Morning."
"Good, now come along, (does she call them like, "come sisters", I honestly forget. I'll just go with that-), Sisters-We have little time left!"
SM snapped her fingers, of course-Wasting none of her time to pull along S1 and S2. She seemed rather impatient today, more than she usually is.. "is" something important happening today?.. No, No maybe she's just antsy for what's soon to come. Everyone is actually, well-Aside from Elle herself. I mean let's just be honest, anyone sensible, wouldn't start freaking out over something, they, really don't care about.
