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Kim ducks in from London with her typical furtive glance over her shoulder. She's noticeably taller than last time she came in, hair slightly shaggier.
That, it turns out, isn't the only noticeable change.
She lets out a yelp as her clothes go from jacket, shirt, breeches, and boots to loose cotton trousers and top, and light slippers. Her first instinct is to snatch the top closed tighter -- then realizes that might be counter-productive and settles for leaving it as is and staring.
At least she still looks like a boy, as far as she can tell. Even if it does come at the cost of looking like some toff in pyjamas.
That, it turns out, isn't the only noticeable change.
She lets out a yelp as her clothes go from jacket, shirt, breeches, and boots to loose cotton trousers and top, and light slippers. Her first instinct is to snatch the top closed tighter -- then realizes that might be counter-productive and settles for leaving it as is and staring.
At least she still looks like a boy, as far as she can tell. Even if it does come at the cost of looking like some toff in pyjamas.