Room 410//Monday Evening
Safe back in her room, after her still in progress return to All and Sundries, Seras had taken off the clothing she'd acquired on her adventure and was gazing at herself in the mirror. Her face looked the same. Mostly. Apart from the smokey grey kohl smudged around her eyes. Seras touched her own cheek then ran her hands down her arms. Which felt quite nice, actually.
The attendants in that bath had really had no concept of personal space, but you couldn't argue with the results. Still, that was all external. Nothing permanent was changed about her. Not really...
Well, apart from one thing...
It had hurt. Seras had thought it would. But, she'd been unable to resist, and she did not regret her choice. Not for an instant.
Seras reached down and brushed her fingers over her navel. The little piercing there glinted up at her and she smiled, a delicious sort of feeling creeping over her. She grabbed a pair of cut offs and an old rugby shirt and pulled them on. It was a nice sort of secret to have. Something only she could know about. Seras placed her hand over her stomach for another moment, then set about folding up her other souvenir from her trip in the book.
[OOC: And, she's back. Come say hello or inquire why Seras was seen running down the doorm's hallways wearing a mysteriously jingling trench coat.]
The attendants in that bath had really had no concept of personal space, but you couldn't argue with the results. Still, that was all external. Nothing permanent was changed about her. Not really...
Well, apart from one thing...
It had hurt. Seras had thought it would. But, she'd been unable to resist, and she did not regret her choice. Not for an instant.
Seras reached down and brushed her fingers over her navel. The little piercing there glinted up at her and she smiled, a delicious sort of feeling creeping over her. She grabbed a pair of cut offs and an old rugby shirt and pulled them on. It was a nice sort of secret to have. Something only she could know about. Seras placed her hand over her stomach for another moment, then set about folding up her other souvenir from her trip in the book.
[OOC: And, she's back. Come say hello or inquire why Seras was seen running down the doorm's hallways wearing a mysteriously jingling trench coat.]