What the hell was she doing here?
What the hell was she doing here.
She was on the goddamn Citadel--for the first time in her life--at the Silver Sun Strip, right outside the Casino. And in a bloody dress. What the hell was she doing here?
Eirlys kept constantly fidgeting. With her hair, her hands, the dress, her wallet, the dress, and did I mention the dress? She was pretty sure the last time she wore a dress, she had been 3! When going out shopping(she didn't own a dress previously), she had been completely adamant about not wearing one...but managed to come out with an evening skirted romper. It was actually a really nice dress...and that was probably part of the problem.
She just wasn't use to being in something so...nice. She had been raised to survive, and never quite grew out of that. She didn't buy things just because. Then again, it wasn't like Omega had anything as nice as this...It was sleek and airy and--crap, you could see so much skin and on her skin was her scars and..."I swear if some bozo out here starts laughing at me," Eirlys said nervously to her companions, "you're both dead. Got it?"
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