As this happens, his coat is taken off the rack by other shadows and put on, left open, while another ties a white, silk tie around his neck. I was in awe, woken fully by the display as the tendrils disappear, and give a low whistle to show I was impressed. He smiles while taking a seat on the bed, beside me, and places a hand on my head. I melt into the icy touch, which was welcome in the heat of the room, as he speaks. "I sent for Ramsey to find you some clothes. He should be here soon."
"Okay," I answer quietly as I shut my eyes again.
"Don't get too comfortable. You're meeting my friend today, remember? We'll leave as soon as you're ready." I groan out in frustration as I gaze up at him, which he found amusing.
"Right, I forgot." I force myself to get up and vigorously rub my eyes to get rid of any lingering tiredness. "Who are they anyway?"
"You'll see," he states simply with a smirk as he stands, which makes me frown.
"Well, that was vague," I comment, a little annoyed by the mystery. A knock at the door gains our attention, and Mephistopheles answers it. He pulls open the door to reveal Ramsey who steps in with a cart. The familiar picks up a pile of clothes from it before carrying them over to me, which I thank him for before examining the outfit. There is a lovely, dark blouse accented with white lace on the bottoms of the long, sheer sleeves and on parts of the torso, black fitted pants and boots.
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Black Sheep
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