Bell makes sure the dress fits. It does, the hateful thing. The hat is supposed to sit on top of her hair, not around her head, so it can be skipped. Her bra fits; it goes on and her shirt - there isn't actually any dye on it, she notes, that's good - goes back on over it.
She departs her room and promptly tumbles down the stairs. Her amulet survives the fall, and so does she; she lands sitting on the bottom step facing the living room.
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Date: 2013-02-04 11:41 pm (UTC)She departs her room and promptly tumbles down the stairs. Her amulet survives the fall, and so does she; she lands sitting on the bottom step facing the living room.
And staring at a most peculiar scene.