I hate Fashion![Mission]

What on earth was she doing? Why on earth was she wearing this…this…this sorry excuse for clothes? She wondered as she hung her head down, looking at the green sleeveless dress ending just a bit above her knees. The dress was made to look like several leaves wrapped around a person and it made her feel like a worm inside it. She could already hear Kuroe laughing his head off not too far away from her.

What was she doing here again? That’s right…Sorcerer’s Magazine wanted new models and Ms Alitia happened to meet her when she was out and doing a job. She said that Raven inspired her to make some eco friendly clothes. For the most part, the poor ruby eyed girl had no idea about what was being said to her. All she knew was that she would be paid for this and that’s all she needs.

“Raven san!” she heard as she looked up to find Ms Alitia running towards her with a camera man. “This is Mr Takeshi. He will be the photographer for today. I hope you’ll have fun~” saying so, she left her with the photographer that looked her up and down as if she was a piece of meat. One glare from Kuroe set him straight though as the poor guy probably had never had a crow glare at him before. During this, Raven was thinking how annoying Ms Alitia sounded just now. High pitched voice that could even be told by a five year old that it’s fake.

She shrugged as she looked back to the photographer, asking him what to do with just a raise of one of her eyebrows. “Uhmm how about you lean towards that tree?” he went on explaining different type of poses for her to copy as they took pictures of her.

Raven could feel her feet starting to ache in the five inch heels that she was wearing. In fact, she wanted nothing more than to throw it at Mr Takashi’s face at that very moment. Leaning towards the tree with her bosom touching the trunk and her right leg lifted backwards like how heroines do when they kiss, Raven was formulating another thousand plans on how to kill the next person that asked her to change positions. Nevertheless, Raven shifted positions so that she was now reaching up to one of the branches while looking up at it with a smile.

She could hear everyone ooing and awing at her. She also didn’t miss the string of praises that was shot her way by the photographer and Ms Alitia. Kure, who was sitting on the branch that she was reaching out to, grinned at her as her mouths twitched to curse him off.

She couldn’t believe what she was wearing anymore. She was now wearing a hot pink fairy like dress. It looked like an upside down tulip…hell! She looked like an upsde down tulip with the thing she was wearing. Kuroe could barely contain his laughter as he saw the one and only Raven Queen or maybe much more looking like a pink flower in front of him. However, he was mad at Ms Alitia for dragging his fried into this predicament.

Looking down, Raven kept herself from cursing everyone out loud as she took slow deep breaths before going over to a field of flowers and kneeling down, taking one pink tulip in her hands as she forced a calm and collected expression onto her face. She did admit that the place they decided to shoot at was beautiful as she genuinely enjoyed the nature around her and music that it made…naturally.

Raven finally sighed as she realized that they were nearing to the end of this disastrous day. Wearing a dress that looked as if it was made out of fresh roses, Raven had to admit that out of all the ridiculous dresses that she tried on that day, the dress she now wore was her favorite. It made her feel as if she was some sort of princess out of a picture book that was now waiting for her prince charming. She scoffed at the idea though as she stood in the middle of a field full of wild roses of all colors.

She sat down with her dress spread wide as she looked as if she was playing with some butterflies that happened to be there. Finally, as the day ended, Ms Alitia congratulated her and let her keep the dress to which Raven had to wonder why. But no matter what, she knew one thing. She definitely hated fashion.