<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.com/a/img844/7043/lb3w.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Thalia Linnea,</span><em>Medic</em><br/>2519, present day<br/>Eavesdown Docks, Persephone<br/>Tagging - Full Crew (esp. Santiago and Samson)<br/>Wearing - This dress (http://imageshack.com/a/img673/9948/464f8e.jpg) and earrings (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/01/c6/58/01c658d0da6ab7bf184cb84af91312e4.jpg).<br/>Location - Man's Ruin, Thalia's quarters walking toward cockpit<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Thalia didn't often dress up anymore, which made those opportunities when she did kind of special. She'd carried one dress with her from her time on Sihnon, which happened to be the same gown she'd worn to that masquerade party so long ago, when Samson duelled her date. It was a dress that felt to her like it had 'too much history', never mind the fact it didn't look so perfect as it once had. She'd bought another the last time she was on a core world, namely Londinium, and she easily made the choice to wear it to the party.<br/><br/>She liked cheongsams and other dresses in the Chinese style. There was something about them, elegance or femininity, that won her over. This dress - oh, where to begin? It was a floral cheongsam of cream silk with prominent lotus lowers that climbed from the hem to the neck of the gown. She enjoyed the play of colours - the pinks, golds and greens, but it was the split in the dress, which revealed lush, purple satin beneath it, that she liked best. It reminded her of the gowns women wore in times past, when a swirl of their skirts on the dancefloor would show a flash of colour beneath, whether daring or simply romantic. She had cream heels to match and a small bag that would carry those few possessions she should need.<br/><br/>Thoughts turning to that party long ago - the masquerade, she was reminded of her medical kit. She would go one evening without carrying it with her, unless someone anticipated being shot or stabbed! These thoughts tumbled through her mind as she brushed her blue hair, securing it at the back with a small silver comb. It settled just past her shoulders, sticking out of its own accord, but with a gentle curl to her locks. Her dress had a high collar so a necklace would've been out of place, but she slipped a thin, gold bracelet around her wrist and wore purple and gold earrings to match, each with small lotus flowers in bloom.<br/><br/>She tidied her quarters before venturing out into the corridor and climbing the stairs to the upper level, where she assumed she would find Santiago and Samson.<br/>