06-30-2015, 05:52 PM
Eliza took a hold of the cape that Roland offered her and swung it around her shoulders with grace. She tied the ribbon around her neck and pulled the deep hood up so that it cast a dark shadow over her pale face, hiding her from wandering eyes. Happy that nobody would be able to see her, Eliza followed close behind Roland, keeping close to him so she didn't get lost in the crowd.
As they walked together, Eliza noticed that Roland was struggling to walk once more. He seemed more resigned now and she wondered if it was because he was tired or because of the events of the day. He had been through a lot already today, what with saving her, being poisoned, hurting his knee and fighting off a pack of wild dogs. Hopefully, they would be able to rest properly soon.
Once inside the building that Roland had shown her to, Eliza felt a sense of dread. What if the shop owner starts to ask questions she thought, remembering what Roland had said to her earlier about strangers in these parts. Once she saw the smile on the woman's face, however, Eliza immediately began to relax. Roland knew her, and was comfortable around her, Eliza knew he wouldn't have brought her here if he didn't trust this woman.
As she stood in the centre of the room, Roland went over to the couch and plopped down onto it with a heavy thud, and Eliza couldn't help but laugh. "Is that a comfy couch?" she asked him, a big grin still spread across her delicate face. When the woman came closer to her, Eliza pulled down the hood on her cloak and watched as Rose's face went through a mixture of expressions. At first there was shock, then confusion, realisation and finally she settled on welcoming. Without saying anything other than "I'm guessing your a size 2" Rose rushed off and began to gather up clothes for Eliza to try. When she came back, she ushered Eliza into a small booth with a red curtain across it's entrance and closed the curtain behind them.
No more than ten minutes later, Eliza followed Rose out of the changing room and stood before Roland wearing a fully black ensemble, consisting of black boots, tights and a pair of black shorts, a baggy vest top and oversized black knit waterfall cardigan with a large hood. She shuffled uncomfortably in front of him and crossed one foot behind the other while fiddling with her sleeves. "Do I look okay?" she asked, a slight blush tinting her porcelain cheeks.
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