07-31-2018, 05:43 PM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]Getting an invite to something was rather odd for the soldier. Odd and unexpected especially when that invite happened to be to go to a wedding and be armed security as well. At first she had thought to just ignore it because it wasn't something she had interesting going to. Why protect strangers at a wedding? They could hire anyone for that but after a lot of coaxing from Wash and there was a lot of coaxing the female finally decided to attend. It wouldn't be so hard to do anyway considering it was just a wedding and one freelancer alone could handle any situation. After all they were trained with more advanced things than most others were and pushed to their limits day in and day out. This should be easy to deal with. Should be. Even after helping Wash get ready the woman was taking her time, nervous really because the mere fact that she had to wear a dress made her a bit....uneasy. Her fingers trailed along the fabric of blue tones that melted into a gossamer of white at the bottom. Sometimes dresses hindered movements and she frowned a bit, rose pink lips bunching up a little as if she was about to coo before she grabbed up the dress and went into the bathroom.
Slipping on such a garment was also not easy because she hadn't worn one in a long time but she managed and her fiery red locks draped over her shoulders in heavy curls. Her wrist were clad in thick bracelets of black and white. The dress was cut up the side to reveal her leg and she looked down at it fleetingly. It didn't matter and she wasn't there to impress anyone, just to do her job. Her bright green gaze narrowed at herself in the mirror before she put the holster around thigh, a gun on the right and a knife on the left. It was really all she needed and soon she was leaving the home. It was not that long before she arrive and it didn't seem things were going anywhere and she wasn't late so that was good. On her shoulder was slung a purse, a small thing but inside was another gun because she just wanted it just in case. Her dress trailed slightly behind her as she made her way around the room, shifting herself just slightly to try and look comfortable in this new and strange version of herself. Alright, alright. Her eyes caught sight of Washington and she came to stand beside him as she waved toward some strangers every now and then. Time for the show.
Slipping on such a garment was also not easy because she hadn't worn one in a long time but she managed and her fiery red locks draped over her shoulders in heavy curls. Her wrist were clad in thick bracelets of black and white. The dress was cut up the side to reveal her leg and she looked down at it fleetingly. It didn't matter and she wasn't there to impress anyone, just to do her job. Her bright green gaze narrowed at herself in the mirror before she put the holster around thigh, a gun on the right and a knife on the left. It was really all she needed and soon she was leaving the home. It was not that long before she arrive and it didn't seem things were going anywhere and she wasn't late so that was good. On her shoulder was slung a purse, a small thing but inside was another gun because she just wanted it just in case. Her dress trailed slightly behind her as she made her way around the room, shifting herself just slightly to try and look comfortable in this new and strange version of herself. Alright, alright. Her eyes caught sight of Washington and she came to stand beside him as she waved toward some strangers every now and then. Time for the show.