May. 31st, 2019

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If you had asked Noriko twenty-four hours ago where she thought she would be, on another plane of existence trying to worm herself into unfamiliar (and weirdly diaphanous) clothing while shouting through the door at other people would not have been her answer. But here she was, rapidly deciding that the dress made of some kind of very annoyingly clingy fabric was not at all worth the effort.

So her skinny jeans and boots it was, arms crossed over her chest because her shirt was in shreds as she opened the door. "I'm gonna need a shirt, might wanna get on that," Nori said shortly, in a tone that left no room for argument, before shutting it in the guard's face again. She still had her fans, footlong blades in steel with silk between, blunt-ended but strong.

The booming knock on the door not five minutes later made her eye the portal critically, calling out before she decided to open it. "If that's not my shirt, we're going to have some issues."

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