Re: Effie and Open
Effie raised a gloved hand to cover her giggles, coughing to pretend she totally wasn't. She raised a hand to capture a bubble and pull it away from his evil, bubble murdering ways. "Are you alright, sir?" she asked, putting on her softest, best 'Princess of the Year" voice.
She shifted to the side as he sneezed again, and yelped as her glamour shuddered, the back of her dress ripping slightly as her large, black and grey wings stretched out, the pain in her shoulders fading immediately as she got a chance to finally stretch them (she could hide them just fine, but hiding them didn't cover her knocking someone over with invisible wings).
She paled, not as close to her natural skin colour, but almost there and struggled to put the glamour back before anything else was revealed, the bubble exploding in her hand.