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So, she's never walked downstairs from her room and had her clothing suddenly change before. Jenny hasn't left Milliways since the disaster on New Thal and every day has been about the same for her: running, reading, studying, spending time with Bart if he's around.

But clothing changes? Yeah. So very new.

Her eyes glance downward at the change. Her trousers are now practically skin tight and laced up the side of her legs, exposing her pale skin. Black boots go up just to her knees and that white shirt she's wearing is too tight, too short, and too low cut. There are heavy gold braces on each wrist and her eyes widen.

Hands go up through her hair, now down and partially braided. There's some sort of cloth covering it and she wrinkles her nose.

But when Jenny sees the sword hanging off her waist, her eyes light up. Brilliant!



[tiny tag: jenny, teddy altman]

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[themidnightson]

Edward let her be with her attempt to crawl into him to hide. "How is hiding here keeping you from that? The percentages are different but the majority of them are mortal, too."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Stupid, stupid valid point. It wasn't fair.

"Cause they don't die here," she muttered after a long moment taken to think it over. "And I can't kill anyone here."

[themidnightson]

"You can not be certain of either of those," Edward said archly, even though his expression concerned. "The rules do not stop them from aging, and fighting still happens."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

"But I don't have any reason to fight anyone here!"

[themidnightson]

Edward shook his head, looking at the faintest traces of water on her cheeks. "In a hundred years many things could change."