(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSHpzlTj0RCU_lHFINhjhDOyIeWIvjo__Hcf32_vUIdd-muv7Rhxw)<br/><br/>present day<br/>Location - ready to head off<br/>Tagging those waiting to head off the party and those about in the day.<br/><br/>There was no getting away from the fact, Babs was a little Kooky and that was putting it mildly, though one had to sometimes wonder how much was an act so she would be left alone or it was real, whatever it was the war had affected her in some ways yet it went deeper a lot deeper, and this was not something she was at liberty to tell anyone. Well it was not something she actually wished to discuss with most folks, after all it was not something one brought in polite company or in fact any company at all.<br/><br/>Was she bitter…well frankly on some levels yes she bloody well was, but for the most Babs just survived and got on with stuff, and preferred if folks left her too it. At least that was what she told herself most of the time. Of course no one would be aware of where the reader stayed that night or what she did, or indeed who it was she met. Perhaps it was some fancy place, or some doorway or anything inbetween.<br/><br/>During the night and early in the morning the small short haired girl, started to work her magic. Damn but she was good at it. She could find the elusive needle in a haystack and requisition it for better uses if necessary. For all that this gal was careful and never took too much and was somewhat discerning as to who she acquired items from and how she obtained them.<br/><br/>During the day the veteran was likely barely even noticed that was certainly one of her little knacks, occasionally she sang a little ditty to herself<em> Them that ask no questions, never get told lies, So watch the wall my darling, while the gentlmen go by.”</em>Thus much of her day was taken, up then and it was during that time her own invitation arrived in her pocket, it had been lucky that the messenger had been well warned about the said delivery and how to approach it Babs, which was very carefully, sometimes one could imagine she had eyes in the back of her head.<br/><br/>So as time was getting on Babs knew that it was going to be time to play dress up, though the party was intriguing and who knew the type of work she might find, the girl was never comfortable in them, for one they were sure as hell not practical, and when one was supposed to wear high heels it was damn stupid, though the only upside was one could use them as a weapon. Thus the rest of the day was left to getting dressed and she was not going to embarrass her' friend' that had invited her, yet she could not go all out show, not only for the sake of finance but also because she often enjoyed just taking in social interaction from the side lines.<br/><br/>It seemed as everyone arrived, so did she, luckily a friend of a friend knew someone that owned a rather lovely dress shop, and there was money owed along the way, so with a little wrangling and a minor job Babs was able to borrow, and only borrow an extremely fetching attire including a little jewellery , the style very in keeping with her rather boyish figure. She had tried to hide some of the scars with a fetching lacy stole in a soft green.<br/><br/><strong>“Y’all mind if I catch a ride, I gots me a fancy invitation, if not I’ll get masel thare.”</strong>Her voice was a little softer, Babs was shutting down a little, this was as much work as anything else, she knew the rules... Straitening herself a little and with a wonderful and beguiling smile upon her lips, it was hard to notice anything save a lady.<br/><br/>Her Dress<br/><br/>It is silks and hand made lace.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTedZSkYqy-fAgS4-OlUH34Vv5S3tPwf2zb2Xtbu9xSl_cZM0lnLQ)</div></div><br/><em><br/>A song and why her stole is green. It might show another side to her.</em><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TcuL2lTFp34</div></div>