Nory (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=666740)<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/AnbOZ9J.png)</div><br/>Nory stared at the outfit Linzi had... well, forced her to pick would be too strong, but helped implied something else. Buying clothing was, as it turned out, not one of Nory's favorite activities. To be honest, she liked the simple robes the Jedi usually wore, or something lighter, but in a similar style. It was functional, but not flashy in any way. Her normal robes tempted her, laid out on the couch next to the new outfit.<em>Surely the General wouldn't be offended if a Jedi wore Jedi robes to dinner, would he?</em><br/><br/>Behind her, the door buzzed to announce a visitor, and she jumped slightly. She hadn't realized she'd wasted so much time fretting over this. She reached out with the Force, feeling Merryn's familiar presence. Alone, thankfully. She didn't bother grabbing the brown cloak to cover herself with, like she would have if it had been one of the others. She wasn't too concerned about Merryn seeing her in her underwear, at least.<br/><br/>Still, she stood slightly aside as she opened the door, in case somebody else stepped out into the hall. As it opened, her hand darted out, grabbing Merryn's arm and dragging her in before she shut the door again. "Help," she said.<br/><br/>"Oh." Her jaw dropped a fraction as she took in Merryn's outfit. "You look... Wow. You look very different, Master." Her own concerns about her outfit were momentarily forgotten, her voice somewhat softer with surprise. Old feelings about Merryn swarmed dangerously close to the surface, and she felt her skin heating as she realized how little she was wearing. She quickly turned her back on the other woman, hoping that she hadn't noticed the faint flush on her cheeks.<br/><br/>"I- do we have to wear these outfits? I'm going to look ridiculous." In truth, she already knew it was a lost cause. If Merryn had been willing to wear something so revealing, so...<em>it kind of matches my eyes...</em>Her own outfit left her shoulders bare in a long gown of some black fabric that shimmered with red highlights from certain angles. She'd been able to talk the lieutenant out of heels, since she had been completely unable to walk in them, but the shoes were still much fancier than her usual pair. A pair of elbow length gloves of the same material and a necklace with a small gemstone the same color as the highlights completed the outfit.<br/><br/>She gave a last, dejected sigh, and reached back to unclasp her bra, letting it drop to the floor. "How do you even get into this thing? Step into it? Slide it over your head?" She cast a look back over her shoulder at Merryn, still trying to very-casually-and-not-at-all-deliberately keep her back to the other woman.