My worst fears, ones I did not even know I had, are now right before me. I have found one last voice recording in this area after savaging all day. Yet another on my sister and it has left me afraid. Not for myself but for others. It seems she has taken on a profession, one that could be detrimental to others. That of an assassin. Now I know why she left her other attire for the trash. It was not something she could function in well.
She has opted for something more form fitting, a single pieced bodysuit with a duster attached to the back that flows down her legs. It seems it is held in place by rivets that outline all the edges of the garment. Rather ingenious of her I will say. She has a high pain tolerance so the attaching of the garment was probably more fun for her than painful. I never said she was normal. After seeing the tape I must make sure to keep my guard up, I can tell she has been training.
End voice record for April 26th, 2517.
J. out.
Complete Outfit: Bodysuit, Boots, Leg Bands, Arm bands and Duster
Hair: Wound Rain
Eyes: Shimmer Garnet
Skin: Dark Lolita 040