The next day she was taken to a wardrobe filled with lingerie and robes.
Several others were either dressing or undressing in the room and Jinx stared in awe at the others. Watching as they moved with practiced ease, picking out an outfit, stripping their clothes off, the old ones going into a hamper before they dressed.
The confidence these women had in baring their bodies left her slightly self-conscious and breathless.
"laundry is done daily." Mira explained, "sent out and properly cleaned. It costs a lot, but having shared wardrobes gives everyone options."
"There's so many things." Jinx whispered. Eyes darting around at all the colours and textures.
Mira chuckled, "This is only part of it. Babette has a second wardrobe that you need special permission to access. Everything in there is expensive and exotic. Not many of us get to see it. Usually it's kept for special client requests."
Jinx nodded, her eyes following as the others chattered among themselves while they changed before they would leave shortly after.
"you'll need to change." Mira said, "pick anything here you want."
Jinx looked around in panic. It was too much. Too many options and way too many things she'd never worn before.
"or... I could choose for you?"
Jinx nodded in relief and followed as the other woman made her way through the room.
What she was handed was a light blue mess of lace and straps and a pair of high stockings.
Jinx stood there for a moment under Mira's expectant stare before finally dropping the robe she'd been given the night before. She was in a brothel. She was going to be working here to keep a roof over her head while she figure out what to do next. She didn't have the privilege to be shy right now. Besides. She'd walked through Zaun in what was probably less than this new outfit already. And everyone here had already seen at least each other naked.
There was a lot of clips and buckles, shining silver details among the blue. And an excess of straps that she's gotten twisted at least a couple of times in her attempts before pity and assistance was finally given.
"It's like you haven't put this kind of thing on before." Mira had laughed.
Jinx had shrunk slightly, "I haven't." she admitted, "no reason to."
Her comment got a simple 'oh' followed by silence as all of the fastenings were set, then the waist piece was added.
She'd been guided to a mirror and stared in shock at her reflection. Her mouth going dry at the sight.
"I think you'll be a rather popular request Blue." Mira said with a grin, handing over a semi-transparent light grey robe that wouldn't clash with the blue of her hair and clothes.
Jinx felt her lips quirk up hesitantly as she took in the sight of her body covered in lace, straps and fastenings. She'd never felt like this before. For the first time, she looked and felt like a woman. Felt desirable. Not the orphan girl with the childish clothes, flat chest and baby face.
'now look at you, a whore.' She grimaced at mylo's reflection and poisonous words. "am not." She hissed. Then jumped slightly when something was waved in front of her face.
Mira grinned at her, "I thought this one would be appropriate given one of your names." she teased, holding out the white porcelain mask with the rounded ears, slightly tapered nose and oval eye holes. It would only cover half her face, but that was fine.
She took the mask and ran her hand over the blue flourishes of paint laid delicately on its surface.
"It's a mouse."
YOU ARE READING
Shimmer and shine
FanficAn Arcane AU story. OC X Jinx. Jinx was taken in by the Kiramans after Vander dies and is raised in Piltover. OC is Silco's son