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[ suddenly, white smoke billows out into the hallway from a closing door, almost slammed shut behind Marluxia. Irritated? Perhaps. But. it might be hard to gauge her expression, given that the lower half of her face is obscured by a surgical mask, perfectly white and clean. And if that wasn't unusual enough, a long lab coat flutters open over more ordinary clothes, though in shades of black.
The sole indication that this might, might be a costume forced on her by the dressing room are those white latex gloves she's adjusting as she walks, with bright smears of red on the fingertips. ]
( ooc: spoiler—there are special effects to this costume ♥ )
The sole indication that this might, might be a costume forced on her by the dressing room are those white latex gloves she's adjusting as she walks, with bright smears of red on the fingertips. ]
( ooc: spoiler—there are special effects to this costume ♥ )