Breaking through the shelves that were stacked with books at the very end, Raze could see it hung up on a model doll. It wasn't a robe like he would often wear, but it was a uniform, a black blazer with light white trim that had a number of different symbols and designs that went over the shoulders. It was similar to what Raze was wearing now, similar to what Kelly had asked him to wear.
'Who would have thought, I always said that you had the worst taste when it came to fashion, but it looks like everyone has started to follow your trend now as well,' Raze thought as he inched closer to the uniform.
