She accepted the bag of clothes and stood for a moment, observing and listening. This truly was a wildly varied group of people and Jackie couldn't find anything that might link them all together. The queens explanation of their destination did little to to clear up the why of their being here but did confirm to Jackie that she certainly was no longer anywhere near the place she called home.

She took the bag and walked far enough into the treeline to be obscured from view, as much for the sake of privacy as to conceal her from the others. Before butting the dress of she took out the knife that she had taken from the room, cutting the legs of her jeans off halfway up the calf, short enough to be hidden by the dress. She then changed into the dress, putting her shirt and the cutoff portions of her jeans into the bag.

The knife went into the inside pocket of the jacket which Jackie put on over the dress. She looked down and admire the shade of blue while decided to put her boots back on. The shoes that came with the dress went back into the bag, she had seen too often while deployed the misery that could result from doing any sort of walking in ill fitting footwear and wanted for be able to depend on what she was wearing in case she had to run.

Satisfied, she returned to the group.