She smooths down her dress... Then adjusts her smooth, burgundy red balaclava...
Spy had decided she felt like a woman... For how long? Who cares! (All that matters is she's being herself, and is happy.) But she was beautiful in her own opinion as she adjusts the thin lacy bra she wears under the dress...
Her deep blue eyes fixed on her reflection as she pulls off her mask to begin shaving... Then carefully applying her makeup...
By the time Spy had finished, she felt so... Giddy. Seeing herself like this... She loved it, with every fiber of her being! The way her red and black ress fit so well, the way the skirt would flow with ease... The makeup, the black hair extensions... She looked like a woman.
She promptly grabs the scarf she usually wears over her hair when she was feminine, and ties it on... Then she grabs those pretty, pointed sunglasses and slips them on. Taking a step out of her smoking room...
The team was going out tonight in celebration of their most recent victory on the battlefield... Of course she'd get dressed for it!
Stepping into the bar, she's met with positive greetings from her colleagues. Sitting down with a soft sigh, and a bright smile...
"What a day... Zhe team seems so... Ecstatic..." She murmurs, watching a particularly loud game of pool ball between Scout, Sniper, Heavy and Medic.
"Perhaps we earned it, non?" She then muses to herself. Letting a low chuckle fall from her lips.