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[Mulan is back. In a sense.]
[Her hair, still messily cut short, is in disarray, hanging in her face. Her robes are pale blue, mimicking a burial shroud, but it's hard to see the color underneath all the blood on them. She doesn't look angry so much as hurt.]
After what they did to my body, you couldn't even give it a place to rest?
[Her hair, still messily cut short, is in disarray, hanging in her face. Her robes are pale blue, mimicking a burial shroud, but it's hard to see the color underneath all the blood on them. She doesn't look angry so much as hurt.]
After what they did to my body, you couldn't even give it a place to rest?