Jeremy, with information

Nicole cowered where she was, her arms crossed over her naked body, trembling in the cramped locker as she listened to the noise of the station. If she just thought about how many people had seen her...

She heard the sound of the door opening outside. She stifled her breath and tried to stay completely still, suddenly scared whoever it was would hear the sound of her racing heartbeat. This couldn't be happening to her...

Nicole pressed a hand over her own mouth to quiet her breathing. The sound of footsteps reached her, along with idle humming. Don't look in the lockers, don't look in the lockers...

The door opened Nicole screamed, and moved her arms to try and cover up. A second later and a wide-eyed Jeremy screamed as well, dropping his papers.

"Nicole?! What are you..." he said.

Nicole whimpered.

"So, er, you remember that whole chosen one of Huraine thing?" Nicole said frantically.

"What? I, oh, oh!" Jeremy said. "That's you?"

"Apparently," Nicole squeaked.

Her eyes darted around the room madly, glad to notice that the door at least was shut. There was only one person she was currently exposed before, but that didn't make it any less embarrassing.

"Please tell me you read something else," Nicole said. "How to undo it, how I can put something on, anything!"

Jeremy tore his eyes away. He carefully kept his back to her as he went to the table, finding the book he'd read from before. Cautiously Nicole stepped out of the locker behind him, the tall officer keeping one arm over her breasts while quickly going over to the room's blinds and shutting them.

She went to stand behind Jeremy, fidgeting.

"The chosen one..." Jeremy said, scanning the page. "There's the ritual, the chocolate and nibbling and..."

"Enough about nibbling!" Nicole squealed. "I just want to be able to put something on."

"It says... aha! Ok, the holy Vestment of Huraine apparently is the one item of clothing permitted to the chosen one," Jeremy said.

"Which is?" Nicole said.

It wasn't much variation in her wardrobe, but she'd take it. She craned to look over Jeremy's shoulder.

"Sealed away in, huh, that map looks like... I guess it's under Purgatory, near those mines," he said. "Only the chosen one can retrieve it. Guess that makes sense with the cult being here."

"Print me a map!" Nicole said. "I am getting that vestment."