<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b9/31/78/b93178dc9f345235e356d2cbc063fe03.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"> Cassandra</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Apollo<br/><strong>Location::</strong>Malllllllll<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Vonna, hopefully. Nenene and Sean if they want.<br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>20th, afternoon<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>DRESSES<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>white one piece swimsuit, robe<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Cassandra returned the small smile.... Had anyone actually said the gorgeous woman's name? Nenene had said Miss Windslow, but that probably wasn't a first name. Though some of the Gods awful bullshit people came up with as modern names was astounding.<br/><br/>"I am going to the dress shop first. Priorities! Any of y'all are welcome to come. Thank you for the ride, Seth. I'll get a taxicab back so you don't have to wait an eternity while I touch every dress in the store."<br/><br/>She tilted her head slightly, quietly inviting Miss Windslow to come with her if she so desired. Hopefully, she would have company.<br/><br/>But regardless, she was going to find a dress. She knew it, but didn't spoil the surprise for herself. Deliberately not thinking about what she would look like during the ball, something else drifted across her mind. Pausing, she giggled. "Oh... Well, that's a development. Hmm. Not important, but interesting."<br/><br/>Humming a little, she continued walking. The town wasn't huge, but the dress store was top notch. Everybody wanted to look amazing when presented to the Blessed for requests. And the Blessed themselves often were very fond of fancy clothes. And had disposable income.<br/><br/>Placing her card on the counter by the sales clerk, a well put together woman of middle age, the blonde smiled at her new friend. "Feel free to pick out whatever you like, on my tab. I don't mind at all." And indeed, the Greek sounded entirely casual, like she was passing over a twenty to cover lunch, instead of a tab that could run into the tens of thousands of dollars. The sales lady raised her eyebrows at the card, black and with only a string of sixteen numbers on it. No logos, no name. Odd, from a woman dressed in a casual robe and swimsuit, but it was likely a sign that the woman was rich. And rich people could be as eccentric as they wanted, as long as the card cleared.<br/><br/>That task done, Cassandra settled in to the serious, serious business of finding the perfect outfits.<br/><br/>(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2696/1754/products/product-hugerect-827344-210886-1478677299-f7319e1fdbaefe3f0eaf344250d3ef21_1200x1200.jpg?v=1539160304)<br/><br/>Cassandra tilted her head, looking at the creamy golden dress thoughtfully. "Hmm. That's interesting. I might go with that, though it seems a little bit plain for a fancy event of the Blessed? What do you think?"<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/00/b2/18/00b218af5a3b9b049a58ff2213ddacbc.jpg?b=t)<br/><br/>Her eyes widened in delight, and she picked up the floral dress, holding it up and twirling around several times with it. "Ohhhh, I love it!!! Not for the ball, certainly, but for a special event for sure!!" Holding it out to the shopkeeper, she smiled. "That's a yes. I'm probably going to need my own rack. And possibly have some delivered to the Blessed village. Thank you."<br/><br/><br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a1/a7/3a/a1a73a55ccd6fdebae4d3335588eaa0b.jpg)<br/><br/>"Hmmm.... Maybe. Maybe possibly. Thoughts?<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ff/91/a8/ff91a831e4bd4d18570113de0c97c073.jpg)<br/><br/>The ancient Greeks eyes widened, and she laughed. "Woah. I can't decide if that's too much or just right. I adore the gold and the green, not sure about the volume of skirts or all the sparkly stuff on the bottom..."<br/><br/><br/>(https://www.victoriasqueen.com/uploads/product/1/7/17761/Charming-purple-velvet-with-flowers-and-green-ribbon-split-evening-gown-1.jpg)<br/><br/>"Hmmm... I love the color. Is it too revealing for a Blessed event? I have no idea. I wish I thought to ask about the etiquette. Too many possibilities depending on what the hosts are picturing. Not really my God's style, but..." She grinned at her companion. "It might fit with my date, if I have one. Are you going with anyone?"<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/97/2c/92/972c925f7f8f33b64b5659dcd90efff7.jpg)<br/><br/>She looked at the dress for a long time, mismatched eyes very thoughtful. "Maybe? It looks a little... Mmm, what's that New World coming of age party? quinceañera? I do so love the color though..."<br/><br/>She had only covered about half the store so far, dismissing many dresses immediately, wether due to color or cut or just generally put off by them. But she had plenty more to look at!