[Ming doesn't like this, not even a little bit. She's already beginning to be aware of how the leather rubs and the straps bite at skin. It's never bothered her before, not even a little bit. It's all bothering her quite a lot by now.]
But where?
[She glances around, hands clasped in front of her. She's hardly a prude, but queens don't just change their clothes in alleyways or behind dumpsters! Though, she reminds herself, they damn well do if there isn't any other option. Perhaps there's another option.]
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But where?
[She glances around, hands clasped in front of her. She's hardly a prude, but queens don't just change their clothes in alleyways or behind dumpsters! Though, she reminds herself, they damn well do if there isn't any other option. Perhaps there's another option.]