RP: Newcomers Who: Lily, open Where: Within the compound When: after dinner, Monday Rating/Warning: None Summary: Lily roams around to make herself useful and see if she can spot any newcomers Status: Open, ongoing
Lily had been assigned guide duty for their very first red collar, and she wasn't exactly pleased. She'd known the Goddess was going to be drawing in more people ... and that she and Ashley were, at the moment, the only ones equipped to deal with the ones who wound up being restricted.
She wasn't precisely sure how that had happened. Because they'd been there so long? How long? Lily paused as she reflected over that. Months? Weeks? Days? No, it was more than days. There'd been a choice, too. She could sign a contract and stay here for life ... or she could remain enslaved in the hopes that Lizzy would see fit to send her back.
At the time, Lily had wanted to return. Right now though, she couldn't exactly recall why that was.
Wandering through the center of the compound, hands resting easily at her sides, white collar clearly visible around her throat, Lily kept an eye out for anyone else Lizzy had summoned who might have questions in regard to their ... well, new lives.