[colour=khaki][h3]Main Office
Ukatan University
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[colour=violet]“I think so, the material is very….comfortable,”[/colour] she replied gingerly, still a little uncertain as to the merits of modern clothing. There was no doubt that the quality of available materials was simply beyond compare to what she had known in life. Though with that said the styles of the modern day were a little on the revealing side when compared to the styles of her day, revealing more of her legs than she was entirely comfortable with. With that said however they were comfortable and extremely practical. While Jacob explained the situation Charlotte looked at herself, or rather her clothes as if seeing them for the first time. She danced about a little on the spot to see how the cloth moved. 

Charlotte openly scoffed at the notion that she was ill suited to be a teacher, muttering something in French under her breath about the high standards of her childhood education. And the notion of being a janitor was just laughable. Charlotte had never fixed anything in her life, nor had she attempted too. She had paid people to perform tasks like that. So as her Master said, visitor it was to be. [colour=violet]“Lucille Chevalier,”[/colour] she read aloud before sliding the card into a coat pocket. She walked over to the table that her Master was working at and sat on the edge so that she could see the doorway into the room. [colour=violet]“Has anyone caught your eye, Master?”[/colour]