[She looks away, unbuttoning the trenchcoat from the top down. A beat, then she shrugs out of the sleeves.
Beneath she's wearing a girls' school uniform--perhaps she'd swapped with Wednesday or Yugi--or perhaps this particular uniform was never meant for students to wear, given the length or lack thereof. The white and red sailor top ends high on her midriff, while the navy pleated skirt barely covers her rear, much less the faint scarring running down her left hip.
She shifts, hesitating before leaving the coat balled in one hand rather than hiding behind it]
no subject
[She looks away, unbuttoning the trenchcoat from the top down. A beat, then she shrugs out of the sleeves.
Beneath she's wearing a girls' school uniform--perhaps she'd swapped with Wednesday or Yugi--or perhaps this particular uniform was never meant for students to wear, given the length or lack thereof. The white and red sailor top ends high on her midriff, while the navy pleated skirt barely covers her rear, much less the faint scarring running down her left hip.
She shifts, hesitating before leaving the coat balled in one hand rather than hiding behind it]
...'Kay, now what?