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xuofhearts:

“They’re not gross; fix your tie, having it loose like that is incredibly disrespectful. You’ll learn to fight in a skirt if you plan on surviving to graduation. The lapels are an indication of rank. Also, it’s Lt. Commander Chang. Not, ‘hey, you.’ What year are you? Who’s your Instructor?”

Lieutenant Commander sounded official and intense, even though she had no idea what the hell a Commander position was. Wasn’t this a school? Who was the principal...er headmaster? Either way, this woman didn’t seem like she was someone to piss off. “Uh...I’m a...first year? And my instructor is...overtheregottagobye!” Kana promptly took off running.

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“Hey—you! Why are these uniforms so gross? Who designed them? How are you supposed to fight in a skirt and whats with the zebra print flappy things on some of them?”

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Kana may or may not have found a woman’s cadet uniform just casually lying (folded neatly) inside a slightly open locker. She may or may not have slipped it on and left her old clothes in place of the uniform. She also might have snuck out of the locker room quietly and headed towards the center of Garden. She definitely did all of those things and she didn’t feel an ounce of guilt about it. The uniforms were ugly anyway. She was doing the girl a favor, honestly. She tried not to look suspicious as she gazed at the intricate details of the fountains, her line of sight following all the way up to the catwalks of the second floor, and the ceiling beyond that. Everything was so smooth and polished compared to the clunky metal of Fisherman’s Horizon. It was so nice. It was nice, and she wanted to explore, but she didn’t want to get lost either. Asking for directions probably wouldn’t be ideal if she wanted to be convincing, though. As she watched students walking around, Kana walked slowly next to them trying to eavesdrop to get some sort of an idea of where the most interesting place to go would be.

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Nana Komatsu Tabio KUTSUSHITAYA SPRING 2015

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Kana may or may not have found a woman’s cadet uniform just casually lying (folded neatly) inside a slightly open locker. She may or may not have slipped it on and left her old clothes in place of the uniform. She also might have snuck out of the locker room quietly and headed towards the center of Garden. She definitely did all of those things and she didn’t feel an ounce of guilt about it. The uniforms were ugly anyway. She was doing the girl a favor, honestly. She tried not to look suspicious as she gazed at the intricate details of the fountains, her line of sight following all the way up to the catwalks of the second floor, and the ceiling beyond that. Everything was so smooth and polished compared to the clunky metal of Fisherman’s Horizon. It was so nice. It was nice, and she wanted to explore, but she didn’t want to get lost either. Asking for directions probably wouldn’t be ideal if she wanted to be convincing, though. As she watched students walking around, Kana walked slowly next to them trying to eavesdrop to get some sort of an idea of where the most interesting place to go would be.

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Kana Shimazu Independent Original Character for FF8

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