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Lucy Spinks (addingvalue) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"You say that, but I know my own measurements by heart now." The actual sewing might be quicker with magic, but Lucy had been adjusting her own clothes since she left school and it was hard to believe anyone else could know her body well enough to do it as well as she did.

Lucy gave a surprised laugh and shook her head. "I'm made of tougher stuff, then." She wasn't sure whether to feel proud of if Susan was just joking. It had been unpleasant, but not nearly bad enough to make her feel ill. But before she could ask more, Susan was off and Lucy had to trot after her to make up for the difference in their heights and respective stride lengths. It was something she was used to, all three of her sisters and most of her friends being significantly taller than her. "We're going the right way," Lucy assured her, as they stepped out onto the main road from Angel station. "See that red-and-white awning? The entrance to the arcade is just beyond that." She pointed so Susan would be able to follow her gaze.