Asa
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Raveena
5'8"
Raven hair
She was a writer... a designer... advising others about love beauty and money, and helping them look good in clothing designed solely for each client, but she herself was alone.
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She sat back on the little cesna reading over the information about the shoot as well as the the private session helping the latest member of Royal family. The young woman appeared to have done the impossible and the whole world wanted to know more about her so an all new wardrobe and photo shoot to introduce her as well as a few sessions on how to handle this new overwhelming obligations for parties and hostessing foreigner gathering and all of that. Simple enough... a few days here and there about town and the palace getting ideas for new pieces and styles piece of cake. Phillipe was not able to travel with her but he promised her that his son would be taking his place and she would not even miss him. She knew the kid mainly through his father's constant talking... With all his telling her about him she knew the boy better than she knew most of her clients. He would be meeting her there as Phillipe wanted him to go on ahead and scout out the areas that the young Royal wanted them to travel to for the various photo shoots.
She had made several pieces for the young woman already and would do final fittings before each photo shoot. She quickly looked up as they called out that the plane would be landing on the royal airstrip. Looking out the window it looked like they were literally still assembling it as the plane began its decent. Once they touched down and came to a top she began collecting her things and making sure that the cases with the clothing and accessories were handled carefully. An unamused sigh fell from her lips however as a royal soldier walked over and told her that a larger military detail that originally stated would be traveling with them due to risk of dangerous conflict with problematic separatists and rebels.
Smiling a polite smile she simply stated that all they really needed to do is allow her a weapon that there would be no problem at the photo shoot sites which prompted the soldiers to walk off laughing about warrior American...
Turning around she stormed off to make sure that everything was handled properly and so that she would not say something or rip someones face off for stupidity.
Raveena
5'8"
Raven hair
She was a writer... a designer... advising others about love beauty and money, and helping them look good in clothing designed solely for each client, but she herself was alone.
~~~~~~
She sat back on the little cesna reading over the information about the shoot as well as the the private session helping the latest member of Royal family. The young woman appeared to have done the impossible and the whole world wanted to know more about her so an all new wardrobe and photo shoot to introduce her as well as a few sessions on how to handle this new overwhelming obligations for parties and hostessing foreigner gathering and all of that. Simple enough... a few days here and there about town and the palace getting ideas for new pieces and styles piece of cake. Phillipe was not able to travel with her but he promised her that his son would be taking his place and she would not even miss him. She knew the kid mainly through his father's constant talking... With all his telling her about him she knew the boy better than she knew most of her clients. He would be meeting her there as Phillipe wanted him to go on ahead and scout out the areas that the young Royal wanted them to travel to for the various photo shoots.
She had made several pieces for the young woman already and would do final fittings before each photo shoot. She quickly looked up as they called out that the plane would be landing on the royal airstrip. Looking out the window it looked like they were literally still assembling it as the plane began its decent. Once they touched down and came to a top she began collecting her things and making sure that the cases with the clothing and accessories were handled carefully. An unamused sigh fell from her lips however as a royal soldier walked over and told her that a larger military detail that originally stated would be traveling with them due to risk of dangerous conflict with problematic separatists and rebels.
Smiling a polite smile she simply stated that all they really needed to do is allow her a weapon that there would be no problem at the photo shoot sites which prompted the soldiers to walk off laughing about warrior American...
Turning around she stormed off to make sure that everything was handled properly and so that she would not say something or rip someones face off for stupidity.