She could totally do this. Just...walk around, keep her eyes peeled, and don't let the terrorists in the sailor collars bully her. Sphalerite took a deep breathe, looking around as she walked. Because it was still chilly out, she had a longer coat on over her uniform, the non-weighted end of foxtail that had become her weapon hanging out of one pocket. At least it was slightly overcast. Meant it would be a little warmer than if it had been a clear day.
Which really wasn't much of a comfort to someone whose uniform was better suited for summer or tropical climes. She couldn't help but wonder if whatever cosmic power made the Negaverse uniforms had looked at her combined heritage. If they had...bleh. They should have looked at where she was based!
"Or maybe it has a bad sense of humor...That'd be kind of interesting."
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