>>1569817>she covers up best she can with the bandage so that she can continue her search for some clothes>Maybe there's a lost and found we can find some clothes in. We should head there.Things had gone from bad to worse, there was no denying that. But... things weren't hopeless yet. She was still shivering from sheer nervousness as she leaned against the wall, winding as much of the bandage around her as she could. It was only one strip of cloth, but it must have come from an entire roll of bindings, as she was able to be quite 'creative' indeed. Before long she had managed to restrain most of her exposed bosom and wind the rest between her legs and around her backside to conceal... well, little more than the essentials. At least she wouldn't be exposing her most intimate details simply by walking around, just very close to it.
There was just enough left to secure the end of the bandages at her right hip within a makeshift knot. It basically looked like the most threadbare sort of underwear imaginable, while her midriff and back were all but completely exposed.
Still... it was something. Her hand had almost knocked at the faculty office, then she stared down, and hastily shook off the notion. She looked ridiculous... at best. No, she had to find something to wear, somehow... but what, and where? Her mind raced for a solution, already past the notion of being on time for class. It was already started, she'd have to explain away that later... this was a little more urgent.
A spare uniform would be a blessing. The idea of a lost and found danced into her head, but... did the school even -have-one?
She never thought to check, but there was no better time than the present. The main floor, likely the front desk, was her safest bet.
Without wasting any time on further thoughts, she made for the nearby stairs and carefully tip-toed down, carefully cradling her chest in one arm, just in case.