'Oh how exc..her breath caught as her maid finished lacing her back into her garment*, taken the moment to tighten her corset strings once more 'iting' she pressed her hand to her stomach as her breathing returned to normal. Her maid fixed the last buttons and eyelets as the girl explained the purpose of her visit and her protracted fitting. Suki loved planning her wardrobe, gowns for themed balls were by far her favourite and it was why the maid she had hired was of exceptional skill as a seamstress herself, and able to respond to Suki's various dressing whims.

Returning her fan and beaded bag to her hand, Suki was at last ready once more. 'Natsuko Mountbatton' she answered with a slow curtsey and an inclination of her head. It often raised eyebrows, at least it had at school - this obviously not English girl with her painfully English family name. 'I should love to join you,' she remarked as the girl invited her for tea. It was rare enough for Suki to meet someone who was patently not English in their appearance. She lead the way from the shop, nodding to the modiste in grateful recognition as they past her. 'I shall see you next week' was her trilled farewell to the woman who was well paid to provide the quantity of dresses Suki required and to work with the strange and foreign fabrics the younger woman provided.

'Which do you prefer?' she asked, clarifying on the girls name - with England it was hard to guess which avenue would help one to flourish best. 'You are at Hogwarts yes?' Suki asked of the younger lady as they crossed the busy thoroughfare to the tea shop close by. The girl was exceptionally tall - well she appeared so next to Suki's modest 5,1.

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