Her Chest Piece was Gone

Her chest piece was gone, revealing to the world a pair of gems never before seen by anyone but herself. In a burst of motion, Pyrrha’s hands flew to cover herself as a crimson blush spread across her cheeks. Her chest piece doubled as a corset and was leather-lined inside, so she never needed a bra when she wore it. But today, she sure wished she wore one nevertheless. Quickly, her eyes darted about her surroundings, making sure no one was there to see her predicament. She didn’t think she could live it down if someone caught her like this. People all around knew her as the “unbeatable” girl, a world-renowned fighter. Being stripped by her own semblance was just humiliating… A sigh of relief escaped her lips when she didn’t find anyone around.

Then, she took a moment to inspect the damages, growing more and more flustered with each revelation. Aside from her chest piece, it seemed her shield and spear were also lost due to her carelessness, as well as her bronze left bracer, the plate that held her sash together and her sash along with it. Surprisingly, her circlet and gorget stayed secure on her. Her greaves hadn’t escaped her either, although not for a lack of trying. Her greaves felt her semblance’s pull but were too securely equipped to fly off. Instead, the greaves bent and stretched toward the ****, causing them to become misshapen, too wide to stay on her legs for more than a few seconds at a time before sliding down. Even as she pulled them up again and again with her free hand, the first always fell to her ankle by the time she got the other up. They were effectively useless now.

Despite her usual calm and collected manner, she found herself wanting to scream. How could she be so careless? What was she supposed to do now? She could cover herself as best she could with her arms and run back to her dorm, but there is no way she could do it without being seen and (more than likely) recorded on everyone’s scrolls. She could see it now, her half-naked body glistening with sweat as she darts across campus to an audience of her peers laughing at her humiliation, preserving it on their scrolls and sharing it to everyone they knew. Considering the state her greaves were in, she would probably even fall and, in the act of catching herself, flash them. Just the thought sent chills down her spine and formed a knot in her stomach. It wasn’t something she wanted to endure. The experience seemed horrible enough even without taking into consideration the added costs of fixing her greaves and buying brand new gear. Sure, she had money saved up, but she wasn’t sure if it was even enough to cover everything. Alternatively, she could go down into the valley, try to find and scavenge as much of her gear as possible, and head back to the dorm after dark. She could save herself some money and lower the risk of anyone seeing her. Of course, there were other risks associated with this choice. Grimm did live down in the valley as well, and, while she was exhausted and without her weapons, running into them could be a problem. And the risk of bumping into other people still existed down there, albeit rather unlikely. She would have to weigh her options some more before she could come to a decision.