Room 423, Saturday morning
She was not pleased at all. "This entire wardrobe is unacceptable!" said Hoshi, glaring at closet, pouting. "Does Captain Forrest expect me to go around dressed like a little girl? I'm the captain's woman. I should have a wardrobe that is worthy of my position." She was about to go back to bed and sulk when she spotted her knife and had an idea.
Fifteen minutes later, she had cut off about 5 inches of fabric from every single t-shirt in the closet. She selected one of her newly-cropped t-shirts and wore it with a pair of low-rise leather pants. After just a little bit of make-up... okay, a lot of make-up, Hoshi slipped on her leather high-heel boots, stashed her knife so she could easily grab it when someone tried to pick a fight with her, and walked out the door.
[OOC: Establishy. Here's more about Hoshi's Mirror Universe twin.]