Not a bad castle, I wonder how it compares to the palace of Valerica Looking up at the towering structure that stood at the centre of Orchidia’s most affluent portion, Sofia Serana could not help but find a piece of personal curiosity about what grandeur lay within it, even if today was not the day for discovering such things. A girl who had learned how to easily lead a life with little more than the clothes on her back and whatever she chose to carry, the luxury that she was born into still remained just a little bit ingrained within her as she waited, wearing a nice woolly hat to protect herself from the chill in the air which had been loaned from the Cherry collection.
There was probably a time when I could have easily found a way to get a visit, but I suppose that’s behind me… Perhaps in some ways longing for a little taste that reminded her of her home, it would be nice at some point to see the waiting rooms and audience chamber of whatever family owned this colossal example of power and extravagance, even if it wasn’t today.
But that’s not my worry today, today is about… My mortal soul, I suppose? Turning her eye away from the grand design of today and instead focusing on more humble desires, while she was staying currently with a fuchsia cutie who had been generous enough to lend her a spare room and bedding and even gone as far to try and pay her way for her, Sofia had denied it. Not wanting to feel like she was overly dependent on the wealthy young woman whom she had befriended more for how adorable she found her than the amount of allowance she received, the blue beauty wanted to at least earn enough money to pay her own way and maybe even pay for a little treat for the girl who hosted her as a gesture of thanks. And that meant a little work, though how hard it would be would probably depend on the ‘partner’ she would be working with today.
Sins and Satan, maybe I should have sought a preacher before today~? Pulling the request she had gotten for the job from her pocket and looking over it and the modest sum she would receive for her work again, Miss Serena smirked as the info on the piece of parchment she carried reminded her of the brief she had been by the scarred and smiling older man in regard to her assignment today.
Though I suppose on way to distract him might be to share a few of my recent rounds of debauchery? It might get tiresome to tolerate the response to that for a while though… Finding no shortage of irony in the fact that she was supposed to be spending her day with a zealous fanatic who liked to espouse things like virtue and vice, the little vixen expected she might have to play up her little ‘good girl’ act in order to get along with the character who had been sketched on her piece of paper. Indulgent of her desires to a degree that some found to be a little excessive, no doubt she would be in for a rather stern round of judgement and reproach if this speaker knew who she really was, and given how she loathed such narrow minds, for the sake of her work it was better to paint herself a little sweeter.