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<br/>​</div>Akena put her suitcase on top of the bed, pushing he pack containing Nyx Astra off to the side. Behind her, she heard a loud crack, and quickly turned, noticing that Robin now sat on a broken mattress. She almost laughed. Almost. He looked far too thin to break a bedframe like that, perhaps he was just unlucky? He muttered something about getting some air, and left the room, leaving his luggage atop the floor-level mattress. Akena felt sorry for him. Today probably wasn't treating him well, especially after she had chewed him out.<br/><br/>She noticed that Shiro had claimed the corner bed and was quickly unpacking an incredible amount of books, something that earned him her admiration. Akena had always valued books, both for pleasure and for education. It was time to get her things into the dressers and wardrobes as well, then. She turned back to her suitcase and unzipped it, popping it open. It was packed incredibly neatly, every article of clothing folded to be as space-efficient as possible. Books lined the bottom and side walls of the bag, mostly thick tomes, but a rather incredible amount of notebooks, too. Her clothing was all fairly neutral, basic shirts and pants, with the number of feminine articles numbering less than ten - not counting underwear, anyway. There was a martial arts gi as well, and quite a few jackets. Akena figured she'd mostly be using the beacon uniform anyway, and noted that they had (correctly) assigned her the female one. She'd have to try and grab some male uniform pants too - they just felt more comfortable.<br/><br/>Akena took her time unpacking everything, ensuring it was all well-organized, utilizing the space she had been given to it's fullest extent. It was only after she was finished that Akena realized her own clothes were rather shabby and tattered from the day's events. She'd need to change, but...here? In front of the team? Would they care? Akena felt like it wouldn't be a big deal to her, but would she be as unemotional when it came down to it? She sure as hell wasn't walking to the bathroom in the hallway and back every time she wanted to switch outfits, so really, it was now or never. Akena picked out a pair of tight biker shorts and a long Beacon-emblazoned hoodie. Comfortable wear, good for non-formal events, working out, and naps.<br/><br/>"I'm uh...gonna change." And Akena proceeded to try and set a world record for fastest outfit change, stripping off her jacket, shirt, and pants. It was embarrassing being in just a bra and panties, she realized, her bravado had been a lie all along. She wasn't ashamed of her body - it was fairly human-looking, save for her incredibly lanky frame, wiry arms, and generally odd proportions. Her spine was far more prominent, the vertebrae almost jutting out of her skin. Akena pointedly did not look at the rest of the room, not even chancing looking someone in the eye.<br/><br/>As she put the shorts on, Robin walked back into the room, in an obviously better mood. His eyes somehow met hers, and he gave her a nod and a smile. Was he smiling about....seeing her in her underwear? That didn't seem right. Maybe he hadn't noticed? Or really, he maybe didn't care. Akena chose to believe the second one, and decided she didn't really need to make this a big deal. It was just changing clothes, no one really gave a damn, right? Right?<br/><br/>"Welcome back, Robin." Her voice wasn't tense anymore, or nervous. It was down right pleasant. She just slid on her shorts, slid on the hoodie, and went back to unpacking. If she could deal with Grimm and the trials of leadership, changing in front of other people was a non-issue.