[It's about after breakfast time when a scream emanates from the girl's bathroom. It sounds terrified, almost deathly so, and anyone who rushes in to see what is happening--
Will find Elisabeth staring in one of the mirrors, deathly pale, hand on her cheek, eyes wide and full of abject horror.]
No...what...!?
[Mind her hair when you're walking to her, it goes all the way to the floor. But yeah, she's looking like she's seeing a ghost.]
This cannot be right Whose face is this... Can this truly be mine-!? It can't be mine--
[Principal's Office]
[Yup, yup, this calls for a visit to-]
MADEMOISELLE HESTER! I must speak with you-!
[Costume Room]
[Yeah, she's going to find something more suitable for herself. She considers herself fashionable, thank you. Even if she's inexplicably old.
So, she at last goes to the costume room and starts pulling out random dresses, frowning. There's a pile of them as time goes by, and...well, whenever someone comes in, she casts an eye over to them, pointing to the pile.]
You can look through those, if you like. I don't think going to wear them.
Mods for second prompt, please!
[It's about after breakfast time when a scream emanates from the girl's bathroom. It sounds terrified, almost deathly so, and anyone who rushes in to see what is happening--
Will find Elisabeth staring in one of the mirrors, deathly pale, hand on her cheek, eyes wide and full of abject horror.]
No...what...!?
[Mind her hair when you're walking to her, it goes all the way to the floor. But yeah, she's looking like she's seeing a ghost.]
This cannot be right
Whose face is this...
Can this truly be mine-!?
It can't be mine--
[Principal's Office]
[Yup, yup, this calls for a visit to-]
MADEMOISELLE HESTER! I must speak with you-!
[Costume Room]
[Yeah, she's going to find something more suitable for herself. She considers herself fashionable, thank you. Even if she's inexplicably old.
So, she at last goes to the costume room and starts pulling out random dresses, frowning. There's a pile of them as time goes by, and...well, whenever someone comes in, she casts an eye over to them, pointing to the pile.]
You can look through those, if you like. I don't think going to wear them.