Muse Reaction Soft Edition for Kitty

[Mirela Camden]

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mines hair.

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kitty & mirela.

One might think that coming from high society meant Kitty seldom spent time with her children — and, sometimes, that was true. Hair was usually done by the maids, but with two little girls, and a rather large, usually empty home, she would occasionally see to it herself...if only because it allowed her to spend time with them, in ways she knew their father never would. She was hardly an expert, but she'd braided hair before, and there was something quite comforting in the act. 

Sitting behind Mirela, she took a section of hair in her hand, glancing at the other woman in the mirror. More comforting than the act itself was actually having someone there to spend time with, someone who wasn't merely there in passing, to give the impression that he was something he wasn't. "Are you quite certain you trust me to do this for you? I could perhaps have one of the maids do it, if you'd prefer. Nancy and Beatrice have the added bonus of being too young for anyone to comment. Nobody is going to speak poorly of someone who isn't yet out of leading strings. I cannot promise the same for you if this goes awry." 

Mirela Camden

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[Mirela Camden]

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❀ it is sure to come true ❀

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tag ● @kitty
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Today was indeed a special day! Well, special in the sense that she had devised a new plan -- as minimal as it may seem -- for the man she loved to notice her. It started with braids! Now, Mirela was taught to do braids of course and she was forced to them on her niece, yet she wanted hers to be perfect. She wanted him to notice her and the impeccable presentation of her self that she was attempting to create. She had to work her way from the top down and on the top . . . there were braids. There were not many that she could entrust this task to, and fewer that she knew to be skilled with such talents. So it was truly a blessing, that Mirela had a friend in Kitty for the dear woman was willing to help her. Perhaps for reasons unknown -- for now -- but Mirela was incredibly grateful to the noblewoman.

"Indeed!" She assured her. "I trust in your talents and greatly appreciate them," she flattered with sincerity. "I doubt that you could do a great deal worse than any attempt of mine," she added with an amused smile. "If it was not a matter of necessity, then I would take the time to learn from you," she further explained. But she needed to look nice for later today. So now was not the time to use her own hair for practice. No. Now was the time to find someone to help her in her tragic predicament.

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kitty & mirela.

Despite their differing positions in society, Kitty was truly relieved to have a friend like Mirela. It hardly mattered to her where a person stood in society, not if they were genuinely wishing to listen and to spend time with her. The alternative was to be entirely on her own, and she spent enough time without pleasant company. Status and wealth hardly mattered if a person never had anyone to rely on, to speak to. Back at home, unless she chose to distract the help from their tasks around the house, she could only really speak with two young toddlers — and they hardly had much to say in response.

It often seemed like Mirela was the perfect companion. Out within the ton, spending time with the other married ladies, she couldn't help but feeling somewhat judged. She got along with them, certainly, but it didn't mean there wasn't always judgement and gossip being spread like wildfire among those of high society. It was simply expected, and in truth, she was no stranger to gossip herself. Here, however, she felt at ease; there was no need to gossip about others, for there were plenty of other things to speak of, while she got to work on Mirela's hair. "A necessity, is it? And why, pray tell, might that be? Are you trying to impress someone, Miss Camden?"

Mirela Camden

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