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[b]Level:[/b] 3 [i](10/30)[/i]
[b]Word Count:[/b] 486
[b]Location:[/b] Edge of the Blue - Atlantis Temple
[b]EXP:[/b] +1
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Not wanting to bother with any more combat for the day, the former SOLDIER took the card from the talking snail with a deadpan stare. Glancing down at the presently blank slip, she decided to give some of these rides and minigames the snail had mentioned a try, although Sephiroth herself couldn't say why exactly, as it was never her really her thing back on Gaia. Hell, even before the revelation that she was the chosen one destined to rid the planet of the blight that was humanity just as the Cetra of old had wanted, she hadn't ever been one to waste time playing games. So maybe this sudden shift in attitude towards them was a result of one of the other personalities she'd absorbed. In any case it didn't really bother her, as she didn't have much else to do at the moment, well aside from getting a fresh change of clothes and maybe a shower that is. So, leaving the annoyingly chipper receptionist behind, she made her way to the temple's boutique to look for this swimsuit he'd mentioned. Finding it within a matter of seconds she stepped inside and got the suit, before making her way to a secluded locker room in which she could put it on, dispelling her Masamune in the process so it couldn't get in the way. It was a simple thing, a cherry one-piece with yellow stripes, but not much else besides that. There was still one major obstacle left however, that being her damaged rigging, which was much harder to work the clothes she was wearing around. A few minutes of struggle later, however, and her coat and undergarments had finally come free when she realized the damn thing strapped to her back could actually detach. 

Once it had been discarded, changing out of her current attire had been a trivial affair. At least it was, until she remembered she was presently coated in layers of dried mud, swamp water, and monster viscera. Letting out a frustrated sigh, Sephiroth made her way over to the showers, which were a tad larger than she originally thought, although definitely not as large as the facilities she had access to back at Shinra. Shitty as they were, they knew which of their assets were best, and so worked to keep them in their good graces. That meant having free use of the best facilities the company had to offer, and while these weren't nearly as good, they would most certainly do. Following a solid five minutes worth of vigorous scrubbing, lathering, and rinsing, Sephiroth was finally grime free. Toweling herself off as she stepped out of the room, she slipped back into her suit before hooking her rigging back on. From there she moved back into the main hall, making sure to take her stamp card with her, as she planned on visiting the boat based shooting gallery first.