"Perhaps..." Sister Naser opened up the robe from the top and reached up above her head, which made the chiffon layer expose more of her pale skin than she would have liked. She got the top through her head and the rest fell over her body, her bust and butt keeping the robe from clinging to her more muscular architecture almost creating a tent over her slim form.<br/><br/>"So you don't know us very well then. I suppose you have many questions about the Adepta."<br/><br/>Naser finally turned around and started to brush her hair back in place. Now fully robbed, she apparently did care about her appearance, at least a little.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>