[@Framing A Moose][@Zerofighter][@KatherinWinter]

A warm hue of rose tinted the pale white of her cheeks, bashly the girl fiddling with the straps of the dress, yet they kept slipping still.  [color=a187be]"It's...a little too...oversized."[/color]  Elysia stated, her voice soft but with a timid vernacular.  It wasn't her style, but she would adapt to it....for now.

[color=a187be]"I suppose this will do until I can find more appropriate attire for this dreadful heat."[/color]  She sighed wiping sweat from her brow.  Without warning, without a single notice of her moving so swift, the girl was on her grabbing Elysia by her long locks, wrenching it rather tight to elicit a surprised whimper as she tied Elysia's hair into a ponytail with some sort of ribbon.  Then, she stood back, a last minute touch by fixing a few of Elysia's bangs, before Melaina marveled at her handiwork.

The goth stood silent, blinking a few times before her lips parted, [color=a187be]"That was a little unnecessary honestly."[/color]  Her expression demure, she sighed bothersome and let her arms dangle at her sides, unfortunately giving no heed....to the dress slipping down a little [i]too[/i] far.  [color=a187be]"Oh my!"[/color]  Suddenly she gasped, eyes wide and cheeks blazing red, coyly clasping her arms around herself as the dress fell down with no time to catch it, revealing more than a generous peek at her endowments.  Thank Hecate she was wearing a pair of black lace panties underneath, but incredibly mortifying nonetheless.

She had just hoped no one had seen anything.