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thearena2014-08-27 03:33 pm
fiercestwarrior) wrote in thearena2014-08-27 03:33 pm
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[open] It's not a breastplate but it'll do for now
Who| Sif and YOU
What| Sif has been laying low and getting used to the environment, as well as keeping an eye on Thor, but now she's doing some exploring on her own.
Where| Cushion Pushin’ Upscale Lingerie, EliteFeet or Athlete’s Foot, anywhere else you would like to run into her, really.
When| Week 2
Warnings/Notes| My terrible sense of humor, nothing else yet, will update if necessary.
After a week of wearing the quite frankly humiliatingly awful costume she had been put in, Sif decided to go and find herself an alternative. Carrying her skates with her still in case things were to get violent, she carefully made her way through the great mall in search of something to wear that she would deem acceptable.
One of the stores caught her eye because while most of the things she could see on display were little more than flimsy bits of lace that wouldn't cover anything she did spot a few items that caught her attention in a way other than to dismiss them, and so she went inside.
No, she was not under any kind of illusion that a corset could afford the same kind of protection as a breastplate, but the stiff garment might absorb some of the force from a blow even so and it offered her an odd sense of familiarity when she tried one one and felt it fit snugly around her torso. She was not generally speaking a sentimental woman, but when faced with so much unfamiliarity even the illusion of wearing armor was a welcome one. Eventually she settled on wearing a corset together with a pair of black leggings that looked rather a lot as if they'd been painted on her, chosen because they had the same sort of sheen to them as leather and thus felt vaguely familiar as well. It wasn't as if she usually wore things with a much looser fit back in Asgard.
The next item on her mental list of things to get taken care of was what to wear on her feet, which eventually led to her visiting the shoe stores and finding herself a pair of doc martens to finish her little ensemble off. She probably didn't look that much less ridiculous now than she had before, when all was said and done, but she felt better as she started to make her way back to where she had last parted ways with Thor.
What| Sif has been laying low and getting used to the environment, as well as keeping an eye on Thor, but now she's doing some exploring on her own.
Where| Cushion Pushin’ Upscale Lingerie, EliteFeet or Athlete’s Foot, anywhere else you would like to run into her, really.
When| Week 2
Warnings/Notes| My terrible sense of humor, nothing else yet, will update if necessary.
After a week of wearing the quite frankly humiliatingly awful costume she had been put in, Sif decided to go and find herself an alternative. Carrying her skates with her still in case things were to get violent, she carefully made her way through the great mall in search of something to wear that she would deem acceptable.
One of the stores caught her eye because while most of the things she could see on display were little more than flimsy bits of lace that wouldn't cover anything she did spot a few items that caught her attention in a way other than to dismiss them, and so she went inside.
No, she was not under any kind of illusion that a corset could afford the same kind of protection as a breastplate, but the stiff garment might absorb some of the force from a blow even so and it offered her an odd sense of familiarity when she tried one one and felt it fit snugly around her torso. She was not generally speaking a sentimental woman, but when faced with so much unfamiliarity even the illusion of wearing armor was a welcome one. Eventually she settled on wearing a corset together with a pair of black leggings that looked rather a lot as if they'd been painted on her, chosen because they had the same sort of sheen to them as leather and thus felt vaguely familiar as well. It wasn't as if she usually wore things with a much looser fit back in Asgard.
The next item on her mental list of things to get taken care of was what to wear on her feet, which eventually led to her visiting the shoe stores and finding herself a pair of doc martens to finish her little ensemble off. She probably didn't look that much less ridiculous now than she had before, when all was said and done, but she felt better as she started to make her way back to where she had last parted ways with Thor.