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[indent]Lumine twirled in front of her intricately carved [url=http://i.imgur.com/X8Pk2nD.jpg]cheval mirror[/url], her floral skirt flowing smoothly with the movement. She smiled brightly at her reflection as Grigsby complained about everything it could possibly find to complain about. It was familiar background noise during her morning ritual of primping herself for the day. She tucked the ends of her black v-neck shirt into the top of her mid-thigh length skirt, and then leaned in close to her reflection to check her eye makeup. With each pinky finger, she wiped away excess eyeliner beneath her opalescent eyes and then nodded at her reflection. 


[b][color=#cd9b9b]“Isn't today just [i]fab-u-lous[/i], Grigsby?”[/color][/b] She asked happily as she threw open the white chiffon curtains to let the morning sunlight into the room more easily. Everything in the space was pure white, soft gold, or emerald green in color and perfectly immaculate. Outside, birds and other critters chirped and chattered as they awoke from their slumber. 


< I've seen better, Madame. > Grigsby said disagreeably and punctuated it's statement with a sniff. Lumine was positive that if the book could, it would wear a constant sneer. The book had been vocal about it's distaste with their current living arrangements, and had protested loudly about “going back to a more civilized locale” on more than one occasion. 


She studied herself in the cheval mirror as she spoke. [b][color=#cd9b9b]“Do be a dear and shut up, Grigsby. I shan't be leaving this delightful place until I am quite finished with it, do you understand me?”[/color][/b] Her eyes flicked to the book floating a couple of feet behind her, and her cold stare bore into the book so much so that it visibly recoiled. < Ye-yes, Madame. I see your point. > Grigsby murmured and grew quiet. That would keep shut it's mouth, at least for a small while. 


The rest of her morning preparations were filled with silence as she slipped into stockings and knee-high boots, and then sauntered across the room to the hat rack by the door. It took her only a moment to retrieve a large, floppy black hat with a flower on it to match the print of her skirt. [b][color=#cd9b9b]“Oh, oops! Almost forgot.”[/color][/b] The heels of her boots clicked on the wooden floor as she retrieved a wicker basket from her bed on the other side of the room. The smell of pastries and sweets wafted up to her nose and she let out a pleased sigh. [b][color=#cd9b9b]“Come along now, Grigsby, we have a busy day.”[/color][/b] She called out behind her as she opened her door. In the hall, girls passed by in groups, giggling as they walked together. The sound of the door clicking shut behind her heralded the start of another adventure. 


Lumine weaved through the campus as she continued the routine she had made for herself since arriving, and Grigsby followed obediently behind. She would bend down to smell a flower, or to examine an interesting plant she had never seen before, but she was intent on her destination. She had visited nearly every restaurant and cafe that she knew of in Rosa Claire, and had even been ousted from some of them for sneaking into their kitchens and giving the chefs advice on how to better run them. 

It didn't phase Lumine for even a moment, although the last man had been far too rough as he escorted her out. His grip had left the faint outline of a bruise on the upper part of her right arm. The memory made her sniff derisively, but the thought of the next cafe made her smile. She had heard their breakfast was delicious, and she would see for herself whether that statement was true or not. Perhaps they would even consider letting her aid them, she made excellent croissants.


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Lumine rounded the corner and her eyes naturally gravitated to the largest thing in the space. An overly sized man looking out of place at the small table he sat at. She hadn't got used to bigger and broader men that attended academy just yet, as most of the Elvish men in Y've Sythae were quite feminine in comparison. However, this man was quite handsome in a mysterious and alluring way. The unknown and unfamiliar always caught her eye. She wanted to rush to him and run her hands through the hair on his face, another thing men from her homeland didn't have, but she managed to restrain herself for the sake of propriety. 


She could feel the disapproving glare from Grigsby as it floated next to her, and she pointedly ignored the book as she took several more steps forward before suddenly freezing in place. She had barely noticed the other person standing awkwardly in front of the cafe until she caught sight of a creature running headlong into his legs. The man himself was very much the opposite of the first, very rugged man and alluring in his own way. However, right now Lumine's attention was solely on the creature near his legs.


[b][color=#cd9b9b]“Dear me, you are [i]darling![/i] I could just hug you to death!”[/color][/b] Lumine rushed over, the rim of her large hat flopping with each of her steps, and squatted down next to Cauldron. [b][color=#cd9b9b]“Oh my! You look absolutely ravished, you poor thing.”[/color][/b] She sat the wicker basket she had been carrying down and rummaged through it, retrieving a slice of blueberry pie on a napkin and offering it to Cauldron. She glanced up at Dominic and flashed him a smile. [b][color=#cd9b9b]“My, how rude of me. I'm Lumine, and this is Grigsby.”[/color][/b] She gestured with her free hand to the book floating just a couple of feet away. [b][color=#cd9b9b]“My apologies for having accosted you so, but I am quite delighted to meet you. And devilishly curious about this lovely creature.”[/color][/b] She gestured to Cauldron.[/indent]