Magitech

On the afternoon of the second, Jiang Han got up and freshened up a little.

Looking in the mirror, she rather vainly took a large brush and groomed her cat tail, clumsily pouring a little olive oil over it before brushing it again. She repeated the process until her entire cat tail gleamed before finally stopping.

She grabbed a bottle of basic moisturizing makeup powder, poured more than half a palmful into her hand, then gave it a sharp flick.

The powder drifted down like heavenly maidens scattering flowers. She shook her body, flicked her cat tail twice, and once enough powder had clung to her, the dry feeling left behind by her hot bath vanished at once. The warmth was locked in, making her feel energized almost immediately!

Facing the mirror, Jiang Han pulled on her milky-white cold-weather bodysuit tights. Her tights had been specially slit at the small of her back to let her tail out. Over them, she put on an off-the-shoulder chiffon bandeau with elastic puff sleeves, then matched it with a black-and-blue mid-waist, high-necked, three-quarter-sleeve dress. The ribbons at the cuffs were threaded with a great many runic lines, allowing the outfit to transform into a Golden Country Cloak the instant she faced an enemy.

Finally, Jiang Han added a garter around her tights-covered thigh. The outside was trimmed with lace, while the inside contained dragonhide cords made from Little Xi Dragon hide—a tough-skinned dragon from the southeastern regions of the country—for securing Bone-Eating Light Sword. Adeline.

Her right hand also wore a lace glove, linked by incantations to the lace garter beneath her skirt. If she came under an emergency attack, she could draw Bone-Eating Light Sword from beneath her skirt.

...What proper Jedi or Sith drew a sword by hand? Of course they