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Clair was fully dressed when she left after classes, really. She's always fully dressed, never seen without the defensive anonymity of hoodies and jeans, and her blue sling. She left the PrIME grounds this morning in full possession of all of that, plus her vast backpack of books and other useful things.
But now that she's returning.... she's wearing just a tie-dyed fuzzy robe, one with "The Sanctuary!" embroidered above the breast pocket in gold thread. Not even bandages to cover or cushion her stump. Her hair is a long dripping tail down her back, soaking the back of the robe, and her hand is awkwardly holding a red handful of paper towels to the side of her throat.
She PINs to the stone circle at Savannah Grey's side, too dazed to do much on her own right now. Just a moment looking around, her face pale, and the night is suddenly too much. She blanches further, and suddenly drops the wad of clothes she's carrying in the crook of her stump to clutch at Savannah, but you can't clutch with a missing hand, and so she has nothing at all to keep her from just... going down, eyes rolling back in her head.
But now that she's returning.... she's wearing just a tie-dyed fuzzy robe, one with "The Sanctuary!" embroidered above the breast pocket in gold thread. Not even bandages to cover or cushion her stump. Her hair is a long dripping tail down her back, soaking the back of the robe, and her hand is awkwardly holding a red handful of paper towels to the side of her throat.
She PINs to the stone circle at Savannah Grey's side, too dazed to do much on her own right now. Just a moment looking around, her face pale, and the night is suddenly too much. She blanches further, and suddenly drops the wad of clothes she's carrying in the crook of her stump to clutch at Savannah, but you can't clutch with a missing hand, and so she has nothing at all to keep her from just... going down, eyes rolling back in her head.