Chazona was the current leader/mayor of the town. Her creator was currently out of town. Had they been back? It'd be theirs again. The girl was a walking, talking doll (she appeared to be a real girl, looks and all.) Standing at 4'3, purple eyes, blondeish hair. She was in that usual red dress It was the most recent uniform made for her. And yes, her looks in general stood out in the whole town. She seemed clean, unharmed and well groomed. Those red heels tapped against that old hard floor, echoing throughout the second story. The ony thing the girl had with her right now was a butler, and he wasn't the perfect company.
She walked down those steps delicately, raising the edges of her dress to avoid stepping on it. Chazona saw the door heading 'under the stairs' and smiled. That's where she was created, that was the room the dollmaker worked in. Stepping into the kitchen now, she looked to her butler who was on the daily routine of fetching her tea. It was at the table. The doll sat down in the chair after it was pulled out. Small hand grabbed the cup and pressed it to those glossed lips. A sip was taken before the glass found it's way back to the table.
"Are you going to play with me today?" Chazona asked, finally. She was lonely! A simple 'You know Im always busy. My job is to serve your required needs, not play.' was the butler's response. Those big purple eyes looked up at him after a moment of silence. "...You'd be fired if I didn't need what company you do provide." Rude little thing! No reply was given to her in return.
