A Selection discussion

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((I thought it was supposed to be Killian?)

Sophie walked quickly through the winding hall, her arms full of sage green fabric.

((Its okay!))

((Oh, okay! I can wait if you want!))

((I have actually had certain characters in several places at once so you can do that if you want, or I am fine waiting))

((Oh, that makes sense! I can wait. It's okay))

((Okay))

Gianna yawned, it was late at night, like 12 in the morning and she couldn't sleep, she hoped she could find her way to the library but she had no such luck. suddenly she heard someone whistling.

"Hello?" she asked into the darkness. Gianna's voice sounded deep and scratchy cause how tired she was.

"Gianna, who are you?" she asked the sleepiness in her eyes gone and replaced with sharpness and awareness

"Ok, watch-a doing sam?"

Gianna laughed slightly
"Cant sleep, also im trying to find something to do so I dont die of boredom, and unfortunately I cant find anything in this stupid place. whoever designed the palace needs to be put in jail or something."

Gianna smirked as a fun thought came to her head
"Wanna vandalize this ugly palaces property." she said halfway joking

Gianna grinned even wider she didn't think sam would actually take her up on the offer.
"there's a few buckets of paint right by the library, wanna paint the walls, you know give this place some actual color."
Gianna said with a playful smile on her lips.

Gianna grinned
"Sweet." she said as she walked down the hall.
(So we move to. library area now?)

((yep, I will start on the library since you started here.))

Gianna was draggin sam behind her and she was running, she knew how fast those guards were since she basically grew up in the stupid palace, once she thought that they were far from real from those guards she yanked off her mask and laughed,

"That was way too much fun, we should do this again."

"yeah it was!" Gianna laughed
." Anyway imma go to the kitchen, it has been wonderful top destroy palace property with you sam." She said as she did a bow that resembled a lot like the one the prince did when he greeted all the girls, so she was mocking him basically."

Sophie turned the corner down the hall, holding two baskets of fabrics on her hip.

Sophie fell backward, dropping her baskets and landing square on her bottom. She sees the guard she bumped into and gasps. "Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry!" she says scrambling to her feet. "I should have been paying closer attention, I am-" she stammers on, her cheeks becoming more red with each word.

Sophie blushes and takes his hand. "Thank you." she says and bends down to collect her assortment of fabrics.

"Oh...yeah, that would actually be really nice, thank you." Sophie replies, placing the last of the fabric in her basket.

Sophie grins and begins to walk down the hall towards her room.

((Continue in Sophie's room?))

((Niharika))

Gracelin squated in the middle of the hall with the ends of her dress splayed all over the floor. She narrowed her eyes down the hall and ignored the stares shot her way from the servants. She knew it was here somewhere. And the little bastard was hiding from her. A rat stole her fruit tart and she was going to make it pay.

Dorian almost tripped an fell as she exited the room. The fabric slipped around under her feet, making her wobble. She traced it to it’s owner. It was probably another selected.
“Hey, what’re you doing?”

((It’s almost 2:00 am here in the night/morning. Can we continue tomorrow?))

((yeah of course! reply whenever you can~))

Shush, shush, shush!" Gracelin whispered-shouted, hurrying to stand up to march at the newcomer. She wrapped a hand around a hand around the girl's mouth and was looking very quite cross at being interrupted. "Shush. Would you shut it. You're gonna scare it away." She scowled. Gracelin pulled out a knife at the sound of tiny feet. "Did you hear that?"

Dorain pulled Gracelin's hand away from her face, "I don't hear anything and I would really appreciate it if you took note of my privacy. Thank you very much."

"Whaaaat? Afraid you're gonna get my germs? Get off your high horse," Gracelin sneered, patting the girl's cheek before scanning the area. It was bugging her that she knew who this girl was. Did she scam her in the past? But why did she look so familiar? And why did she even care? Gracelin nearly scoffed at herself. "Now be actually useful and help me catch him." She said, waving toward the girl.