"Goodness, me!" she exclaimed, finally emerging from the tent in a very form-fitting pair of leggings and a lace-up... er... well, she supposed she could call it a bodice, if it had a bit more fabric to it, perhaps. "I look like an absolute strumpet!" And that was her aim. It was sneaky, but she hoped to gain some ground by the mere power of distraction.
When Lady Kirriam emerged from the tent, a chorus of Oooo's, AAaah's, cat-calls and wolf-whistles immediately went up! Lady Kirriam looked HOT, and everybody knew it! Skull, however, was not impressed and coldly surveyed his opponent as a hawk would its prey!
"Now then," she added, batting her eyelashes innocently, "the chain mail shirts were where, again?"
Dickory said with a bug-eyed, half-drooling look, "To your right, my lady, lying next to the other trunk on the ground."
