Nadine tried to follow Laura, but the woman shrugged Nadine off violently. The middle aged woman was now dressed in an outfit not unlike Linda's. She wore a spiked collar around her neck, with matching bracelets around her wrists and biceps. She wore a pair of black biker gloves, with full finger rings on the middle two fingers of her right hand. She wore a black t shirt, ripped at the stomach and shoulders to bare the woman's sleeves and abdomen. Underneath was a fishnet shirt, which covered the area between Laura's shirt and pants. Her pants were a pair of bulky maroon cargo pants, with chains and accessories hanging from various loops and pockets. Her shoes were a pair of combat boots, with spikes on the top of each toe.
"Look, I need to go, alright?" Laura said, adapting an belligerent tone her previous self would never adapt. "Now fuck off."
Nadine tried to say something, but was distracted when she heard someone call her name. She turned, allowing Laura the opportunity to escape, to see the person who called her. Nadine frowned, trying to recognize the person walking in here direction, unaware that her own outfit had suddenly shifted as well...
