Single post in Chronicles of Gaia (RP)

Try as Celere might to convince the fitter to leaver he chest alone, she couldn't get the female to agree, "Fine, just... make it quick..." her face turned a beet red as she removed the bandaging and was provided one of those cup thingies for modesty, and the entire time she was fitted out for her equipment, she was grumbling under her breath at it all, once she was finally let out, she had the bandages back in her hand, and her arms firmly crossed over he chest to suppress what she found embarrassing, her face still a delicate shade of embarrassed red. Even with her new garb and the return of some of her combat strength, she couldn't shake the heat rising in her head, if there was one thing she couldn't stand, it was being noticed for her figure... don't get her wrong, the compliments from the female who had fitted her out were appreciated, but it was just something she couldn't cope with, her face was buried in her hands as she sat down on a bench, wild mutterings still coming from her over the whole situation.