by Harri-chan » Fri Jan 22, 2010 3:44 pm
Charlotte's small hands gently rubbed at Mary Anne's thigh as she told the story about one of her brothers. Perhaps if done by a boy, it would have felt differently, but it came across as a little girl's attempts to comfort. Nobody back at the boy's base ever spoke about their families, so it was yet another thing to add to the list of improvements in the girl's base. She didn't want the list to exist at all, but it was growing at a worrying pace. Questions started to form in her head. She wanted to ask about the tech suits, and she wanted to ask about the project and what became of Mary Anne's brother, when the movement stirred all around them.
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the beautiful figure standing there in the black top and skirt. It was like an explosion of emotions inside her. The Hierarch was so beautiful, as well as the only other girl Charly felt truly comfortable around at the moment, but on the other hand, she was also powerful, the leader of Charlotte's enemies for two long years. At the sound of her new name on the Hierarch's lips, she felt her muscles start to stiffen in panic. Her blue eyes widened at the request, and rather than climb down from her seat, she pulled her knees up, accidentally showing anyone that was watching her white cotton panties as the dress flicked up, setting her feet on the edge of the seat, and then climbed up to stand on top of it. Her stomach churned, and her knees felt so weak she thought she might fall, her attention one hundred percent on the Hierarch.
"Yes, Miss?", came her nervous voice. She didn't even know how much of that was her acting to fool the girls. The Hierarch had already been impressive enough when Charly had met her in the body of a sixteen year old body, but now, seeing her for the first time through the eyes of an eleven year old girl, she seemed even more awe-inspiring. She didn't even consider that could be the two doses of drugs affecting her thoughts. Her hands had lowered to the hem of her dress, fingers curled around the edge of it, lightly pulling as she stood atop the chair, with most likely every girl in the room staring right at her.