>>5788301>>5788268>>5788221>>5788252You DID own one or two sets of masculine, northern-style human attire, plus the elfinwear you’d worn into the city years prior. You’d long outgrown the latter, though, and you’d had precious little cause to wear them, however, favouring your school-robes for most activities. Today, that would end. This would be your coming-out party, perhaps—a chance to show the others that you were not always buried in a good or a side-project, but could really be ‘one of the guys’!
Trousers still felt a little weird, though. Did they always chape the thighs like this?
You sporting a loose-fitted, finely-woven cotton tunic tucked into thin, woolen pants—suitable for both daytime heat and for the moderate chill in the summer evening. Regarding yourself in the reflecting pond where once stood the Endless Fountain, you found yourself admiring the breadth it lent your thin frame, emphasizing shoulders and deemphasizing other traits, such as the near-equal breadth of your hips, which normally leant you a slight hourglass shape.
“TIPS?”
You looked up from your self-absorption, embarrassed to be caught preening, and found the others have arrived, as earlier arranged, to pitch in on a cart and travel together. It was Pearce who had spoken, eyebrows high on his forehead.
“What?” you demanded.
“I think we’re al just startled to see you in, you know, PANTS,” remarked Blanchette, looking you up and down.
“I had money that you were secretly a girl,” Testa noted.
“Bullshit,” you laughed. “You did not.”
Without breaking eye-contact, Testa reached into the leather purse slung over her shoulder and extracted one, two, three silver coins, and passed them to Efron. You let your face heat up.
“Let’s just go,” you muttered, tempted to pull a Henzler and hide your somewhat-effete face with your newly-augmented wizard’s cap.
