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The Lady Rinoa Caraway concentrated, and a horn curled out of the side of her head. It wrapped around itself like a conch shell, laying flat, and she squinted at her reflection.
No. Not with this outfit. A swipe of her hand and it disappeared. Maybe more of a headdress?
( Rinoa understood the importance of presentation )
(OOC: Rinoa is now AU: she received her powers at age five, and is the Protectress of Galbadia. Oh, also: she's on good terms with her dad, and has barely met this Squall guy. ESTABLISHY AND ALSO OPEN.)
No. Not with this outfit. A swipe of her hand and it disappeared. Maybe more of a headdress?
( Rinoa understood the importance of presentation )
(OOC: Rinoa is now AU: she received her powers at age five, and is the Protectress of Galbadia. Oh, also: she's on good terms with her dad, and has barely met this Squall guy. ESTABLISHY AND ALSO OPEN.)
