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Outside, Toweral City sprawled in its usual chaotic splendor. Floating walkways crisscrossed between crystal-glass towers, neon signage hummed softly in half a dozen languages, and the air buzzed with engines, voices, and distant music. Ordinarily, Quentin would’ve taken it all in with the easy confidence of a local hero.
Today, every sensation feels amplified.
The first thing she noticed was the weight; the gown hugged her, making her acutely aware of every step. The heels clicked sharply against the stone walkway, sending vibrations up her legs that made her wince until she instinctively adjusted her stride...which made her hips sway.
“...Nope. Don’t like that.” She muttered, trying to walk again with a more rigid posture.
The result somehow made it worse.
A passing pair of civilians slowed, eyes lingering. One of them nudged the other and whispered something behind their hand. Quentin felt heat crawl up her neck and into her cheeks.
Great. Fantastic. Ten minutes out here and I’m already a spectacle.
She folded her arms across her chest, which made her cleavage more pronounced...immediately regretted it when the unfamiliar pressure made her freeze.
“...Still not used to that either.” She muttered, uncrossing them and letting her arms hang stiffly at her sides. While lost in her thoughts of how to manage this body without grabbing attention, she turned the corner and walked straight into someone.
“Oof—!”
The impact was light, barely more than a brush against her torso, but the other person stumbled backward anyway, clearly not expecting something solid to be in their path.
Quentin instinctively reached out, one hand catching them by the shoulder before they could fall. “Whoa, hey—sorry about that,” She said automatically.
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