From Diversion: Unbound Book 3
The figure before her was unarguably Kor. But he was wearing a grey-gold tunic and vest with flaring shoulder covers, over some sort of elaborate belt and pants tucked into high boots.
It was all quite elegant, a thick, worked fabric trimmed with intricate weaving or embroidery, all subtle interwoven golds and blues and greys, and it looked quite expensive.
It just didn’t look like Kor.
“Where did you get that?”
“Toran, before we left Roth’s.” He held his arms out, inviting inspection. “I’m assured it’s the latest fashion in the capital. I haven’t worn civilian clothing for a very long time. It feels very…odd.”
“It looks odd.”
He gave her that sardonic look. “You’re not helping, Captain.”
“No, I mean, it looks good on you. Just…weird to see you out of your armor. Turn around.”
With both brows raised, he did so.
She circled him, came back around the front, grinning. “It does look good. Just like a drac officer would look, in civvies.”
He tilted his head in question.
“I mean, it’s not exactly a great disguise. Your posture, your demeanor, your whole attitude is one of…command. Most drac merchants and bankers are arrogant, but not quite in the same way.”
“I’ll try to work on my…posture.”