Location- Manor kitchen<br/>Time- Three thirty p.m.<br/>Players- Oliver and Angel<br/><br/>Angel nodded and finished off her blood and coffee, "The only difference was back in the 1500 and the 1800 I knew what to wear. I'm still trying to figure out when and what made things change so much." she shrugged and pushed from the counter. She washed her cup and set it off to the side, "I guess I have more to learn. Then again I always said one never stops learning, specially with as much time as we have." she said walking up to him after he got his sword set in place. She trusted that we would show her a few things she needed to know about this time. And that he would help her find something proper to wear tonight. It took a lot for her to admit even if it was to herself that she trusted someone. "Lead the way good Sir."<br/><br/>