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Mary Bennet comes downstairs into the bar, takes two steps, and freezes.
A tiny, panicked voice in her head is shrilling, Oh, NOW what?!
Her body is suddenly encased in a heavy layer of bulky white material. There are boots on her feet and gloves on her hands. There’s a strange, stiff collar that extends halfway down the……bodice? And all of her hair seems to be pulled tightly over to one side. The whole ensemble is so strange and uncomfortable that she only barely registers that she’s wearing trousers of all indecent things.
She still hasn’t moved.
She’s a little afraid to, honestly.
A tiny, panicked voice in her head is shrilling, Oh, NOW what?!
Her body is suddenly encased in a heavy layer of bulky white material. There are boots on her feet and gloves on her hands. There’s a strange, stiff collar that extends halfway down the……bodice? And all of her hair seems to be pulled tightly over to one side. The whole ensemble is so strange and uncomfortable that she only barely registers that she’s wearing trousers of all indecent things.
She still hasn’t moved.
She’s a little afraid to, honestly.