[She sticks out her tongue at him, giggling as she disappears into the changing room. Her return is understandably delayed by a few things, including but not limited to a brief foray into "how does this shirt even go" as well as "how exactly am I supposed to get into these pants". The boots, at least, are easy, and she leaves her walkaround outfit on the bench in her changing stall before strutting out in her best imitation of —
Well, it's definitely not a model walk, and probably closer to a burlesque saunter, but she seems to be having fun with it.]
Ta-daaaaaaa! What do you think?
[She does a slow pivot, determined not to be nervous as halfway through the turn, the open back of the sweater comes into view — and so do the ragged, marring scars left over from each gouge of Kira Yoshikage's knife.]
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[She sticks out her tongue at him, giggling as she disappears into the changing room. Her return is understandably delayed by a few things, including but not limited to a brief foray into "how does this shirt even go" as well as "how exactly am I supposed to get into these pants". The boots, at least, are easy, and she leaves her walkaround outfit on the bench in her changing stall before strutting out in her best imitation of —
Well, it's definitely not a model walk, and probably closer to a burlesque saunter, but she seems to be having fun with it.]
Ta-daaaaaaa! What do you think?
[She does a slow pivot, determined not to be nervous as halfway through the turn, the open back of the sweater comes into view — and so do the ragged, marring scars left over from each gouge of Kira Yoshikage's knife.]