Oh and for anyone's who's interested, Lady Bone's voice would probably be
Emma Thompson's Captain Amelia from Treasure Planet
~------------------l Prologue l-------------------~
There was the time. 3:00. Lady Bones stood, and walked to her closet. Her tattered skirts still smelled like it, the
sea. She pressed her nose to the fabric and inhaled deeply. The crew, her ship... Memories that haunted, and charmed. It was bittersweet.
I'm on a date with a real lady, I'd better dress myself fair enough to be seen with.
She had found herself never caring for what other people thought of her. But Line was different. For some reason, Lady Bones did find herself caring what she looked like, lest Line's social status be more of a joke than to keep her honor. She couldn't look like a stitched-together tramp like some days. But dressing in her "finest" clothes brought back strong waves of memories. They weren't perfect, but they were ok... Attached to her draping, heavy red skirt, she'd sewn a thick leather belt, and on the belt, her dagger remained. Stolen from a Persian trade ship, on its way to the Persian Emperor himself. Her crew plundered it, and took every scrap of gold to be seen... she brushed the thought away, and prayed she'd never have to recall or speak of memories that she was no longer proud of...
A dark corset hung above the skirt, it had been bought in France, and how beautifully crafted it was. Perhaps it would take the notice off of her skirt. A folded plume of lace hung from the undershirt and dangled peacefully over the edge of the corset. It was
his. He'd never return. She assured herself...
She dressed herself, slipped on her heavy black boots, and walked to the park where she knew Line would meet her shortly.
