Biancha: Puts on her grey dress and white apron and pulls on her white cap over her blonde tied up hair. "Are you kidding? I only like it because it's with Matron Willow! I can't even sew!"
Elza; - looks at jess - ok! - puts more of it on and then kisses the mirror - well I'm not that fussed on her. - looks at Biancha.- she told me off for no reason the other day. Not that I care of corse. - laughs -
(Girls we all have grey dresses and aprons and hats as we are training to be parlour-maids. Boys were army outfits, but victorian, obvs)
(And there was no make-up as the foundlings were considered objects, their only possestions were their uniforms)
( ok ) Elza; - tries to put on cap with pony on - ugh.. Why won't this just fit on!?!? - takes pony out and puts the cap on - well.. Looks like my hair is like this today then. - sighs -
Biancha: Starts heading to the dining hall "Come on! If we're late we'll get done by Matron Atkins! I means, Annoying Fatkins!" Giggles
Biancha: Matron hears her as she sits down so she takes a big spoonfull of her porridge "...But so delicious!...Hmmm!"