After retrieving... 'her' items, changing to her proper clothing is her first priority. A queen can't just wander around in hospital garbs. She doesn't want to leave anyone here with the wrong impression about her! After locating a suitable changing room (as suitable as she can get around here, anyway), Eve swiftly exits wearing her dress.
She then spends the next twenty minutes or so fussing next to a mirror. It feels... dressy. Too dressy. Absolutely nothing like what she's used to, and hardly suitable for combat—how is she supposed to fight in this, if someone were to attack her? The dress sticks out too much, and it's hardly aerodynamic, not to mention all the pieces that could catch...
Every now and then she turns to her hovering drones, asking things like Does Eve look okay? and You're sure this is correct? To which the drones can only eagerly chatter and nod with approval, though it doesn't seem to be convincing enough for her.
Hopefully no one planned on using that mirror, 'cause it doesn't look like she's moving out of the way any time soon.
Eve (Code Nemesis?) | Elsword | OTA
She then spends the next twenty minutes or so fussing next to a mirror. It feels... dressy. Too dressy. Absolutely nothing like what she's used to, and hardly suitable for combat—how is she supposed to fight in this, if someone were to attack her? The dress sticks out too much, and it's hardly aerodynamic, not to mention all the pieces that could catch...
Every now and then she turns to her hovering drones, asking things like Does Eve look okay? and You're sure this is correct? To which the drones can only eagerly chatter and nod with approval, though it doesn't seem to be convincing enough for her.
Hopefully no one planned on using that mirror, 'cause it doesn't look like she's moving out of the way any time soon.