The not-a-girl-but-close-enough that steps into the shop is wearing a dress it has clearly tailored itself, though with all marks of a self taught amateur with a lot of practice patching stuff up, and little in actual fashion. It passes inspection, and it bought another dress to mimic, elsewhere, but...
Vespertine waits for a moment to say hello, starting with sign and then speaking aloud with one hand covering its mouth in what it tries to make seem like a shy motion. ||"Miss Whitlock?"|| It is not nervous, not really, but it cannot help but mimic. Perhaps it is a little nervous.
Vespertine's 'human' form is just barely 4 feet tall, and its face and hands are porcelain. It's a little hard to spot, as if the eyes want to slide over that detail, but as it is not deliberately hiding itself, that effect is mild enough that the occasional glint of the silver thread inside breaks the illusion on its own.
I got my red dress on tonight.
The not-a-girl-but-close-enough that steps into the shop is wearing a dress it has clearly tailored itself, though with all marks of a self taught amateur with a lot of practice patching stuff up, and little in actual fashion. It passes inspection, and it bought another dress to mimic, elsewhere, but...
Vespertine waits for a moment to say hello, starting with sign and then speaking aloud with one hand covering its mouth in what it tries to make seem like a shy motion. ||"Miss Whitlock?"|| It is not nervous, not really, but it cannot help but mimic. Perhaps it is a little nervous.
Vespertine's 'human' form is just barely 4 feet tall, and its face and hands are porcelain. It's a little hard to spot, as if the eyes want to slide over that detail, but as it is not deliberately hiding itself, that effect is mild enough that the occasional glint of the silver thread inside breaks the illusion on its own.