entrance -- Ta'Vaari Barracks

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Date Posted: 18:40:05 04/28/02 Sun
Author: Niamh
Subject: entrance

*Quickly striding into the barracks, she enters her room, securing it behind her. She pulls out a medium sized, beat-up looking bag, and removes a hard case from it. Opening the case reveals several wand shaped objects of different sizes, and numerous other objects of various shapes and sizes. Extracting a small, brightly colored brush, she pushes a few almost invisible buttons on the handle, and begins to vigorously brush her hair. Soon, the color changes from dark brown to a dirty blond, and she stops. Placing the brush in a mostly packed bag that is mounted on small repulsors, she selects next a small wand. After putting it in front of her eyes for a while, their color slowly changes from light brown to a smoky gray hue. Niamh checks her reflection, pleased with her appearance. The wand soon follows the brush into the large bag. Next follows some clothing, pleasing in appearance, but made of tough fabrics. She expertly twists her hair into a complicated knot, fastening it with an intricate clasp that has a tiny camera hidden inside. Critically choosing a pair of low, soft leather boots, she slips a dagger into one sole, and various other small objects into the other. She again glances at her reflection, frowning at her eyebrows -still a dark brown. Sighing, she hastily grabs a tiny brush the size of her pinky out of the case and strokes her eyebrows and lashes, turning them the same shade as her hair. A ring is placed on a finger, an innocuous looking timepiece on her wrist. A satisfied smirk appears on her face, and she inserts a clear lens into one eye, blinking a few times as she adjusts to it. Checking the time, she walks confidentally out of the barracks, heading for the 'port::

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