heavensook asked: Baldr purses her lips when she finds Alear. The girl was hard to miss, really, with her ridiculously colored hair and her dress that matched, cut so short it fluttered about her thighs. Baldr harrumphs, brow arched. Inwardly, she seethed just a mite about how the dress really did suit her and her stupid hair. "...Alear," she says shortly, two-toned eyes dragging over the other woman from head to heels. "You look... as I had expected, truth be told. Not as plain as I might have thought, though I cannot say I am... impressed. Of course, I am not easily wowed as you might be." She points at the bouquet of lilies clasped in Alear's hand. "Give me one of your lilies, and I shall deign to give you one of my hyacinths. Hurry now, there is more of this 'ball' I want to see."
Oh, gods, not this again.
The voice already gives her a headache long before she turns, brow twitching as Alear tries her hardest to offer a smile. It doesn't look anything like her usual bright demeanor, though; it's far too pained and lopsided for it to be genuine. Either way, the pokes and prods at her appearance are dismissed for the most part. "Well, if I've surprised you by not being so plain, then I guess I'll count that as a win in my book." The huff that follows is involuntary, and she does briefly remember the satisfaction of tossing that incorrigible woman into the depths of the well. Better times, which is saying something, because Jugdral was awful. "Not even a please? Don't you have manners if you're the royalty you claim to be?!" She's snappier there, holding her bouquet out of reach with her lower lip jutting in a disapproving frown. "I'll take you to see more of the ball ONLY if you're nice. And if you ASK nicely!" @heavensook
