Morgayne checked herself in the mirror one last time. A string of wooden beads spaced by dried flowers hunger over the top of the mirror. She had seen a girl wearing an outfit like this in town yesterday but she had long since lost her ability to accurately guess another persons age so she couldn't be sure this was entirely appropriate. Ah well, she would be judged by their reactions. Thin leather sandals, a pair of "designer" blue jeans and a t-shirt relflecting some popular musical band whos name she couldn't pronounce. She thought about leaving her hair unbound but it was too thick and long, it would not stay controlled. Pulled it back behind her head and clipped it with an ornamental piece, a fairy dragon clamping around the base of the ponytail.<br/><br/>Morgayne thought she heard tea being called out down the hall but she wasn't sure what these sloppy joes were. A new style of food she expected but she hoped it wouldn't be difficult to figure out how to properly eat. Cautiously, she poked her head out into the hallway to see who was calling and to be sure she heard correctly.