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"To those who would know about prom...  I have gained a formal dress but, I am unfamiliar with the rituals of painting one's face and adorning one's self with the spoils of war.  What if there is no war to gain spoils from?  Where will one gain adornment then?  How vexing...  I wish this to go off perfectly, or the quest reward may be unwanted."

[action] Front yard of 1128 Taylor Road

[Liz is tending her garden, and singing something in an odd language that if you use magic, understand magic, or are magic, but don't speak Lost Carcosan is one of the most frightening songs you've heard.  If you do understand it, its about clouds, butterflies and birdies.  She's planting butterfly bushes and lilacs]

[action] Elizabeth is downtown

[She's window shopping, pondering a bit, looking more at odds and ends than anything nice while humming the Auria for Everyone's soul, later she'll stop at the music store and play it on the piano while thinking]

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[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Wait... how is the prom a war?

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"I am not certain... But there is ceremonial warpaint applied to your face, and one wears valuable trinkets... Ones historically that were the spoils of war...."

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Oh, you mean jewelry and makeup. I think you could get one of my daughters or Rin to explain it to you.

[elevatoravatar.livejournal.com]

"Yes... That exactly... Any assistance would be wonderful."

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

I will see what I can do for you, then.