Catwalk Back Home [Travel/ No Ryosuke's Allowed]
Feb 7, 2017 23:04:27 GMT -7
Post by Nekomata Minh on Feb 7, 2017 23:04:27 GMT -7
Titan of Stone
After their shenanigans at the waterpark there was a minimal amount of energy left to get on any rides really. Well not if they wanted to feel weird. The walk home would be a goofy one, as Juneko was still active at the time. She'd have quite the few moments to remember Krystal by, along with the date as a whole. In short it wasn't really over. Just on hold. Cause right when they were going to cuddle Juneko found herself reading a note that was left by one of the servants. The note came all the way from....home. Her true home. Instantly the Juneko that reigned diminished and nearly turned into Deathko for a moment. But Junko herself took over one more.
It was both aggravating, and exciting that she was asked to return home to carry out an issue. Although she'd leave Fumiko here, she knows that would be a selfish thing to do. Fumiko misses her original family as much as Junko does. So with that, Junko would pack up some iems immediately, while addressing to Krystal that there was no way to keep her here. Of course she'd most likely return, but in a sense that she would bee too lonely Junko would in fact offer that Krystal come along. However she wished to travel with her was fine as long as she kept low profile. She wished not for Krystal to get into trouble as Stone was rather unstable at the moment.
So for a while Junko spent bathing, and reading herself ridding of the mixed scent of herself and Krystal which was a rather strong mix of feminine scents all in one. Instead she lightly sprayed two spurts of perfume. Vanilla. A scent that was very soothing and sweet to experience that it always leaves a mouth watering taste afterwards. Well maybe not always, but that picture should be drawn clearly.
In the end this would make up her outfit:
Her hair, would be kept in its usual wild, but pleasant manner reaching halfway down her back. Although this wouldn't matter as at a later time she'd be able to conceal her face with the black cloak she had brought with her when she first got her. Fumiko obviously dressed and looked the same as well. Yes even smelled the same. With that all to its own, Junko would be in a half hurry to head towards her home. Letting Krystal come along in the long run.
Hopefully she wouldn't be too worried as overall Junko's mood switched to a rather serious and tense one. At least she still felt warm and cozy... If that even helps... Holding on tightly to her compass, armed with her dragon katana that was holstered to the left side of her him. Two butt bags, filled with hira and bo shurikens, explosive tags, kunais, and marbles. Not to forget the two knives held in a leg pouch. And even with all of this equipment she still looked rather nice. Her strides long and sturdy the whole time she'd be walking out the entrance of the coven and out back into the world. If Krystal had words she might as well say them while she can. It would be a long walk...
/Move to Land of Fire please.
After their shenanigans at the waterpark there was a minimal amount of energy left to get on any rides really. Well not if they wanted to feel weird. The walk home would be a goofy one, as Juneko was still active at the time. She'd have quite the few moments to remember Krystal by, along with the date as a whole. In short it wasn't really over. Just on hold. Cause right when they were going to cuddle Juneko found herself reading a note that was left by one of the servants. The note came all the way from....home. Her true home. Instantly the Juneko that reigned diminished and nearly turned into Deathko for a moment. But Junko herself took over one more.
It was both aggravating, and exciting that she was asked to return home to carry out an issue. Although she'd leave Fumiko here, she knows that would be a selfish thing to do. Fumiko misses her original family as much as Junko does. So with that, Junko would pack up some iems immediately, while addressing to Krystal that there was no way to keep her here. Of course she'd most likely return, but in a sense that she would bee too lonely Junko would in fact offer that Krystal come along. However she wished to travel with her was fine as long as she kept low profile. She wished not for Krystal to get into trouble as Stone was rather unstable at the moment.
So for a while Junko spent bathing, and reading herself ridding of the mixed scent of herself and Krystal which was a rather strong mix of feminine scents all in one. Instead she lightly sprayed two spurts of perfume. Vanilla. A scent that was very soothing and sweet to experience that it always leaves a mouth watering taste afterwards. Well maybe not always, but that picture should be drawn clearly.
In the end this would make up her outfit:
Her hair, would be kept in its usual wild, but pleasant manner reaching halfway down her back. Although this wouldn't matter as at a later time she'd be able to conceal her face with the black cloak she had brought with her when she first got her. Fumiko obviously dressed and looked the same as well. Yes even smelled the same. With that all to its own, Junko would be in a half hurry to head towards her home. Letting Krystal come along in the long run.
Hopefully she wouldn't be too worried as overall Junko's mood switched to a rather serious and tense one. At least she still felt warm and cozy... If that even helps... Holding on tightly to her compass, armed with her dragon katana that was holstered to the left side of her him. Two butt bags, filled with hira and bo shurikens, explosive tags, kunais, and marbles. Not to forget the two knives held in a leg pouch. And even with all of this equipment she still looked rather nice. Her strides long and sturdy the whole time she'd be walking out the entrance of the coven and out back into the world. If Krystal had words she might as well say them while she can. It would be a long walk...
/Move to Land of Fire please.
