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19.Sep.13, 05:30 AM
Taking a deep breath and nodding fitfully at Arddra, she took a step back. She was flustered at the situation, she was flustered with her behavior, and she knew the whole must seem ridiculous to Arddra and everyone else. She couldn't describe why it upset her so. It just did.
Maybe because it was what clothing represented to her. She'd seen how the men treated women who wore fancy dresses for Gathers and parties. She'd seen how flirty women ended up bruised after flights, or in the control of the more higher ranking men. It just felt wrong. And she didn't FEEL girly. Sometimes she wanted to, but she didn't at this point.
Taking the trousers from Arddra, she turned around and slipped them on meekly, offering a quiet "Thank you" to her friend. She had calmed down significantly at this point, and noted that this pair fit pretty well. Arddra had a good eye for all of this. Maybe she could teach her more about being a lady without being fluffy and weak.
"I tend to wear close cut male tunics, if possible. But anything will work, I guess." She glanced warily at the pile of skirts and dresses. It's not like they'd look good on her anyway. "I..I'm sorry. I just don't like good in dresses. And I don't want to be looked at like meat. And I've never looked pretty or beautiful and thats what ladies look like. I'm not...not like that."
She'd never had a mother to teach her all this stuff, so she promptly shut up and shrugged out of the trousers, folding them neatly and setting them down. They'd have to be hemmed a little bit, but they would be perfect for chores and romping. "Did you find anything else?" Her voice was cautious, but a little more receiving to ideas than before.
Maybe because it was what clothing represented to her. She'd seen how the men treated women who wore fancy dresses for Gathers and parties. She'd seen how flirty women ended up bruised after flights, or in the control of the more higher ranking men. It just felt wrong. And she didn't FEEL girly. Sometimes she wanted to, but she didn't at this point.
Taking the trousers from Arddra, she turned around and slipped them on meekly, offering a quiet "Thank you" to her friend. She had calmed down significantly at this point, and noted that this pair fit pretty well. Arddra had a good eye for all of this. Maybe she could teach her more about being a lady without being fluffy and weak.
"I tend to wear close cut male tunics, if possible. But anything will work, I guess." She glanced warily at the pile of skirts and dresses. It's not like they'd look good on her anyway. "I..I'm sorry. I just don't like good in dresses. And I don't want to be looked at like meat. And I've never looked pretty or beautiful and thats what ladies look like. I'm not...not like that."
She'd never had a mother to teach her all this stuff, so she promptly shut up and shrugged out of the trousers, folding them neatly and setting them down. They'd have to be hemmed a little bit, but they would be perfect for chores and romping. "Did you find anything else?" Her voice was cautious, but a little more receiving to ideas than before.
