Forest
I have a reflection! I have a heartbeat!
Forest studied her reflection in her new compact mirror, making sure that her hair was arranged well and her makeup was in place. Apparently putting on makeup while being able to see what she was doing made things a lot easier. She thought she was rocking the whole dark lip, a rich burgundy lipstick, and only black eyeliner and mascara to highlight her indigo eyes.
The last twenty-four hours had been a wild ride to say the least. And I had sex with more people than I had in my existence before and now I'm some sort of Living Dead Girl too . . . she thought with a slight frown.
Apparently there was some huge vampire thing going on today and as a new noble (and Taro's bodyguard) she had to be there. So she was dressed in her best Mercy Graves attire; a fitted black suit with a vibrant violet silk shirt. She was wearing boots instead of heels though; taking off her shoes to kick ass had been a pain. She had twisted her hair in an elegant French twist with a few locks artfully framing her face.
I need a hair cut, Hawk was right, fringe really did suit my face, she thought.
She already heard voices as she opened the door to the meeting room. There was Taro's familiar tone, a high pitch voice that made her cringe, and an elegant female voice. She stepped in and saw this pink . . . thing settled on Taro's lap. There was also a tall woman with gorgeous hair, but she locked eyes on the pink frilly thing perched comfortably on Taro's lap.
Her eyes narrowed as she felt the spike of jealousy. "Looks like someone's rather comfortable," the blonde said in a snide voice, her mishmash accent coloring her words.