Angelique took her own glass with her, and slipped away to the bathroom with it.
She spent some time there, looking at herself in the mirror for a few moments -- the old legend about vampires casting no reflection must be a myth, then -- before seeking out a cloth and some soap from among the cabinets and drawers. The makeup washed away easily, with care not to leave anything behind. She slid out of her long vest and top, removed her jewelry, and took off her shoes, folding and piling everything neatly on the commode. Then, she unpinned a few of her curls, and ran her fingers through her hair so it swept back from her face and curled against her slim, square shoulders.
Some minutes later, the young man who emerged shirtless, barefoot, wearing just a pair of very skinny jeans, bore a striking resemblance to Angelique, but glanced shyly at the floor before looking up for Kersen's reaction.
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Date: 2017-03-03 05:50 am (UTC)She spent some time there, looking at herself in the mirror for a few moments -- the old legend about vampires casting no reflection must be a myth, then -- before seeking out a cloth and some soap from among the cabinets and drawers. The makeup washed away easily, with care not to leave anything behind. She slid out of her long vest and top, removed her jewelry, and took off her shoes, folding and piling everything neatly on the commode. Then, she unpinned a few of her curls, and ran her fingers through her hair so it swept back from her face and curled against her slim, square shoulders.
Some minutes later, the young man who emerged shirtless, barefoot, wearing just a pair of very skinny jeans, bore a striking resemblance to Angelique, but glanced shyly at the floor before looking up for Kersen's reaction.