<b>RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Reika Yukuzari|~|</b><br/><br/>Gracely hated this. The shackle in particular. She could fight back if the woman came at her and tried to strike a blow. But she couldn't do anything against this... thing, and if she tried to, she'd only be shocked again. It was infuriating and it showed on her face as she slowly rose to her feet. Eyeing the cup, she looked at it with suspicion on her face and her lips pursed slightly, but at the risk of getting another shock, she took the cup off of the saucer and brought it to her lips in a minuscule sip. Narrowed eyes peered over the brim of the cup before she set it back down on its silly little saucer.<br/><br/>Gracely's brows arched suddenly at the woman's request and it was a struggle to keep color from rising to the surface of her cheeks. Tension formed along her jaw her eyes flicked down to look at the edge of the balcony were auctions going on and people were still gathered. Here? Now? Really? Her eyes said it all: stubborn, reluctant. Gracely bit down on the insides of her cheeks, already wary of what was to come when she refused.<br/><br/>It didn't change her decision to do so though.<br/><br/>"Here? There's people..."