#f2f:oz

Rosaline knew all too well that the cracks were beginning to show in her ‘I’m fine’ act.  Her makeup was heavier and gothier than it had been in years in an attempt to hide the increasing signs of tiredness and fatigue and people were beginning to notice - with one major exception.  That’s why she was here.  Equal parts shock tactics and extreme concern for her Domme and their claim she had come to the one person Tru wouldn’t say no to - all she had to do now was convince Oz her idea was a good one - a necessary one.

It wasn’t a long walk from the entrance to Oz’s office but it was enough for her low energy levels to cause her to be slightly breathless.  She took a moment to recover before hitching her best stage-trained smile on her face and knocking on the door.

Luan was both excited and nervous about her dinner with Oz.  She was looking forward to seeing him but still found the head of the family intimidating.  She was still adapting back into her normal life and learning what she had missed so she was also nervous about saying or doing the wrong thing.  She knocked timidly on the door and let her arms swing about as she couldn’t think what else to do with them.  “Hi!  I ummm... I think I’m early.  I... I hope that’s ok?”