This choice: She was greeted by a figure • Go Back...Chapter #4Elizabeth, a very pale figure by: Goodvibes   "Oh, I didn't see you there,dear. I'm sorry for not holding tha' door open for a guest." Katie was surprised to hear a voice, she didn't expect someone to reply back so cordially.
Standing just on the other side of the doorway was a nearly waif-like figure. Tall enough to nearly fill the doorway, slender hands with red nails, and legs like a model. The figure however possess a few unique additions to her appearance. For example, her lips were a stunning carmine. Contrasting with her very pale lips, which is something the figure also possessed. She wasn't like a Caucasian pale, but pale like a sheet of paper. From what Katie could see, the woman also had strikingly vivid, violet eyes. Katie rationalized it away as contact lenses. Long, raven frolics curled down to her shoulders, they were curled in such a way that they looked more like doll hair. Covering this stunning model was, a frankly surreal sight, a chef uniform. Pure white, black slacks, an apron, and even a long chef hat.
However, what drawn Katie's most attention was something right in front of her. Something that was frankly hard not to notice. This model character, who didn't even appear to eaten anything larger than a salad, possessed a straining top.
Katie eyed the front of the chef's uniform with interest. The buttons seemed to be almost popping off the uniform. She must of been a D-cup or DD, at the very least. Katie couldn't understand it, why would such a skinny women want such a large bust? Katie watched the front of the uniform, she swear that the woman's bust grew a little .Katie stood at the doorway, watching the woman's bust like a falcon, until her thoughts were broken by a "Ahem".
Katie looked up at the woman's face, who seconds ago sounded friendly, which went against her now quizzically looking face. Katie realized she was staring at another woman's bust. She quickly did her best to play off what just happened.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't realize. Its just you bus-... I mean your boo-...I'm just going to stop right there. Hello, I'm Katie, my friends and I were looking around this mansion for our friend Stacy. We didn't realize there were people here, sorry for intruding. You don't happen to be the owner?"
"" Ah, don't worry dear. I get those kinda looks from o'da peepole. Unfortunatlee, I ain't da owner of this establishment, they'll be coming soon enough. I'm da head chef of here. Ima Elizabeth and please to meet ya." The woman possessed an Cajun accent, which was frankly very thick. Another contrast with her prim and proper appearance. Elizabeth offered an open hand to Katie, who in turn took it, they shook.
"Com on down and take a seat, dear. Da guests wont arrive fer anoda few 'ours"
Elizabeth lead Katie from the doorway and into the dining hall. Katie's eyes figuratively popped out of her skull. The room was huge, a chandelier was on the roof;a dining table that could fit at least twenty people was in the middle of it; even an area for a small band was located here. The dining table itself had a feast on it, ranging from vegetarian dishes to meats to cheeses. The aroma was heavenly to Katie, who sucked it all in. If she didn't take her training so seriously, she might have even asked for a bite. Elizabeth kindly ushered Katie to the nearest seats.
"So what abat that frend of ya'lls? This, Stacey, was it?"
"Yeah, did you see her anywhere?
"Weeellll, dar was dis fine lass who came here awhile ago. One of my girls relayed it to me dat she seemed to have used our kitchens. Last I heard she went down da cellar. I can show it to you, if ya want!"
Elizabeth beamed at Katie, her smile and eyes looking at her for any motion. Katie looked at Elizabeth and suddenly she felt weird, like there was something else covering her mind. She didn't feel that a minute ago, what changed? Was it Katie looking at Elizabeth's face more than her bust? Was it the fact that Katie knew this house wasn't for sale? Was it Katie going through the entire conversation with Elizabeth, noting that there didn't appear to be any early arrivals nor other workers currently? There were so many factors going about that Katie needed some space to think things through.
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