Kytana Montrose (notdarthrevan) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2016-07-27 16:52:00 |
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Kytana could practically feel the Force pulling at her from the other side of the door, as she stood there. The vastness of the life beyond it, so much more than was on the island. It was different from what she felt in Pandora. She could feel the delicate threads of life from those already through the door. The stronger pull of the gods. And she wanted to lavish in it all. She had done research on the fashion of the time, donning a long dark dress of silk with a beaded lace overlay. Straps narrow, hem cut to her ankles, and skirt loose enough that she would be able to drop into a meditative position and not show too much skin from the effort. A beaded lace shrug settled over her shoulders, but left her arms bare. A long strand of pearls dangled down just beyond her waist. Her hair pulled up, and tucked beneath a wide brimmed hat, a few loose curls dangling down along her neck. She couldn't help but think that House would be drooling right then. |