[She carefully lays the kimono and obi down so they don't get crushed and wrinkled, and begins disrobing - they're in private quarters, and it's not as if it's something Retsu hasn't seen hundreds of times already. She's thinner than she was before the War, still - but not nearly as gaunt as she had been the first few weeks in Fourth, as her body burned all it could to stay alive. The scar was still there, pinkish and puckered edges against the lighter skin of her chest and back, but it's healed, slowly fading]
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Date: 2010-11-16 08:06 am (UTC)[She carefully lays the kimono and obi down so they don't get crushed and wrinkled, and begins disrobing - they're in private quarters, and it's not as if it's something Retsu hasn't seen hundreds of times already. She's thinner than she was before the War, still - but not nearly as gaunt as she had been the first few weeks in Fourth, as her body burned all it could to stay alive. The scar was still there, pinkish and puckered edges against the lighter skin of her chest and back, but it's healed, slowly fading]