Catrina sighed as she was in the shower, the hot water washing away the sweat and stress that clung to her body. She wouldn't admit it, but it was one of the few times she felt female rather than a soldier. Maybe thats why she wouldn't admit it, it would be a weakness in the battlefield to show the more feminine aspects of her personality. Aspects that were likely to get her killed.<br/><br/>After ten miniutes she emerged from the shower, not showing any particular reservation for showing her near nude body, with just a towel covering her, she noticed the clothing that Julia had picked out for her, and for once in the entire time these two women have known her, Catrina blushed, "Wh-what, you want me to wear that? That's..." She quickly put her hand over her mouth, not wanting to give away her little secrets, unfortunately the hand she used was the one holding the towel up, as it fell away from her body. While a huge change from her usual baggy attire which now showed that it never complimented Catrina's curved feminine body, even her more muscular frame seemed to do little to hide what she really looked like.