Misunderstanding (2)

Luck opened his eyes to finally take a look at his assailants. His eyes first landed on the girl at the far back.

A familiar face… it was none other than the girl that had helped him drop off his cloak. The very cloak that was being rumpled under Ella's grip.

'And I just ironed this thing…'

The girl in question was entirely stoic, she seemed absolutely unbothered by what was going on and either too lazy or unwilling to help.

She cold uncaring eyes the colour of violets. Her hair complimenting her eyes, was a nice shade of dark purple and they fell down her shoulders framing the sides of her face.

Unlike the other two girls she seemed to be the shortest of the bunch with a petite but gorgeous figure.

The girl standing next to Luck gave him a pause simply because she too was somehow very familiar. Also…

'Those ears.'