(Xinterea's POV)
Me and Nat walk down a hallway and into our room to get into gear. "So your speaking out loud now?" She asks as she puts in a code that opens her cabinet for her suit and weapons.
"Yeah, I thought it would be a good time. I can't stay quiet forever." I reply as I do the same and see my suit. I grab my suit and my own weapons and place them on the table in the middle of the room and Nat grabs her stuff and sets it down next to mine.
"Well, I'm proud of you Xin. It's good to communicate with those around you. Even if you are using your hands or mouth." Nat says and I smile. I just still can't seem to get my mind off of Xavier. So, like all distractions, I hum my lullaby.
I start undoing my corset that's built into my dress and then I remember the words of the song. "Dancing bears. Painted wings. Things I almost remember. And a song. Someone sings. Once upon a December. Someone holds me save and warm. Horses prance through silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully. Across my memory." I hum the melody as I take my shoes off and grab my suit.
It was a brown suit with black lining around some parts and an open back for another curse I have, and a halter top, that still connected to long sleeves that it has for my arms. It buttoned on the back of my neck and had an oval gem looking hole in the front of the suit. At the bottom of the sleeves, it was pointed with an elastic loop for my middle finger. It covered some of the colored spots of my skin but not my fingers. It had an elastic waist and the legs were tight but still moveable. It had a slight cape on it, going around my waist area. I had high heeled wedge boots with a platform underneath the ball of the foot that I was able to work with. It had a lace up design, but they also had zippers on the inside of the boot. I kept my hair the way it was. My suit also had a cool design because every time my magic activated there was a strip that lines my arms and runs across the front of my shoulders and around the hole on the front and it will light up with the colors of my power.
(This is what all the aspects of it look like, with a few add -ons of creative liberties.)
"You look good Xin." Nat says as I turn her and she has her own suit on. Hers was similar to mine but Nat's had a full zipper in the front and a belt and she had thigh holsters for her guns. Her other weapons, like her knives were all around her belt, and her electrical tool, was wrapped around her wrist.
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