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Imogen was out shortly and despite her earlier vow to not spend any more money on something she didn’t really need had brought something besides the quite pricey zodiac book. They’d had small boxes of expensive little fancy fairtrade chocolates at the til, tied up nice with a ribbon, where the profits supposedly got sent to charity. There’d been a drop dead gorgeous blond girl on the till when Imo went to buy her books…and y’know, spending money that ended up with a charity was good deed….so yeah. Hopefully her new prospect-friend liked chocolate.

“Hey again! Do you like chocolate at all?” She held up the small box with her free arm. “Thought maybe we could share them.”

The school and dorms were impressive and Imogen looked forward to exploring them more. But Skye’s room, since she was getting to know her, was the most interesting. Or rather, Syke’s half of the room. She looked around, setting their shared box of chocolates and her bag down before turning her smile on Skye again.

“I am sort of curious about the clothes.” Imo looked down at what she was wearing thoughtfully. They weren’t her best because she’d just planned to go shopping. Jeans and a long cute top with comfy shoes had been good enough for that. Depending on what she was planning, she either dressed similar to this or she favoured skirts and dresses that flared when she moved (it looked great when she danced).

She didn’t understand why she needed to change them. These were quite nice. Not as nice as Skye’s but then she’d needed to restock her entire wardrobe on a pretty tight budget.

"I usually wear any colour so long as it looks okay, except red and pink really." Only princess Ariel could pull of a pink dress with redhair that she knew of and yes, she was thinking of the mermaid there. Imo had tried when she was very little and still running about wishing she was a princess herself, but when she'd grown up enough to realise it clashed badly she'd moved on.

Once she'd pulled out the cases she gazed around the room looking at all the clothes. Kind of like a deer in headlights. She always picked out just what was comfy and looked alright. She'd never really paid attention to fashion.

It was something new to learn about though, so after biting her lip indecisively she picked up a nice green dress.

"I don't know really...what do you think?"

"Woah wait a minute - !" Imo exclaimed and held up her hands before Skye could lay hands on her.

She had a bit of a reservation here. She liked Skye she really did and if they continued to get on they'd likely end up friends. She wasn't so worried about getting changed in front of her either because she usually went to the pool in a bikini and had danced in skimpy outfits in public anyway.

It was more the fact she had more than just those stitches down her forearm covered up by her clothes right now. So much for never having to explain away Barren Hell by never mentioning it ever existed so long as she was at Crystal. She'd have to go in the accident line. She bit the bullet and just told her.

"Just so you know I kind of have stitches, some healing bruises and things...I was in an accident not long ago. I don't want any fuss when I come here so I've been trying to keep them covered."

Imo hoped Skye wouldn't tell anyone - Crystal girls apparently liked to gossip from what she'd heard. She just wanted to get the past behind her and get on with her life without any 'why are you cut up?' questions. Thank goodness she was almost healed. Skye did seem to be being careful and while Imo was sure she could undress herself just as quickly, she relaxed a bit.

It didn't take long for Imo to be in the green dress and she did a quick swing step to see how it moved with her.

"How's it look?"

Somewhere in her heart, little Imogen who had loved the Disney princesses stirred yet more at playing dress up now her worries about her injuries were laid to rest. She didn't question the cardigan (all the shades of white looked the same to her; she failed fashion) and while she spent a second having a look at the necklace she tried that on too.

"What about you? You trying anything on?"

It was oddly soothing having someone else brush her hair like she was young again. Plus Skye didn't moan over Imogen's natural tight curls and try to straighten them, pulling them with her fingers and tutting as she did, like Imo's mother always had. As Skye clipped in the flower and stepped away, Imo gave a twirl and struck a pose, enjoying herself.

But then Skye had told her she could keep all this. Imogen had just thought that Skye had wanted to play dress up and give her some fashion tips since that seemed to be her thing. The necklace alone must cost a fortune (or what was a fortune to Imo anyway) with the weight heavy enough to suggest quality. And the dress had one of those fancy labels in the back that said it was designer.

"You look really lovely... the colour suits you." Really it just looked really good on her, though she couldn't explain the why only that it did. But she supposed the colour was important after the conversation earlier and she did mean to compliment her, so she mentioned it.

After a moment of dithering though she had to add -

"It's very kind of you, but surely I can't take this outfit? I mean..."