[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/1E2x9Khl.jpg[/img] [/center]FEF698 The hour had grown late and it was time for members of the party to go to their rooms and rest for the remaining journey to Kugane. Chisaki had done her best to mingle amidst the members of Team Kirin, although the one known as Esben proved to be a thorn in her side at every chance. This was especially true every time that she tried to approach the small, red-haired Mystrel that had been giving her a distinct look ever since she first introduced herself. The Garden spy would have to sleep eventually, and that is when she would find her chance. Chisa waited patiently inside of Miina’s room, listening carefully as her prey drew closer and closer. A sly smile grew on her lips as the door opened and Miina stepped inside. The moment she was clear of the door Chisa pushed it gently close, giving away her position with the soft ‘click’ of the door closing. [color=FEF698]“Would you look at that, it seems we’re sharing the room tonight.”[/color] She took a few steps into the room. The metal chestplate and bracers of her armor had been set aside, leaving only the form-fitting leather armor underneath. A predatory look flashed in her eyes as she circled Miina on her way to one of the beds. [color=FEF698]”Here I was thinking we would never have a chance to talk…”[/color] Her voice tenderly trailed off, hand brushing against the soft fabric on the bed. “U-Um… h-h-hello?” Miina managed, freezing up with her hands halfway through unfastening the outermost layer of coat. She had known about sharing rooms, yes, but had thought that they would put her with Eve or maybe Izayoi, not this shinobi. And with nobody else in the room she had been hoping to undress and get into bed before they came in and avoid this [i]small talk[/i]. Now she was just fidgeting with the toggle, tail held low. Was Chisa going to pump her for information? She’d seen all the questioning and confusing back and forth with the others and had no idea what to say! Oh no, did she think Miina’s silence meant she knew a lot? Then the older woman might torture and kill her until she spilled her nonexistent secrets! Escape, escape… maybe if she ran straight ahead she could blow a hole in the wall and escape through that? There might be a chance, Chisa didn’t look armed, though there might be something hidden in her cleavage… surely she could see a handle or something by looking, right? A sinister smile creased her lips as she began to walk over towards Miina, hips swaying with each step. One would have to be blind not to see what the red Mystrel’s eyes drew to [color=FEF698]“I’m not going to harm you…but you can check me for weapons if you want.”[/color] Her voice drew into a whisper as she leaned her chest down for Miina just a foot away. Chisa giggled and playfully tapped her on the nose before righting herself. [color=FEF698]”I haven’t had the pleasure of hearing you speak yet, so why don’t we start with your name or are those pretty eyes of yours going to start undressing me?”[/color] Chisa didn’t actually expect Miina to be a treasure trove of information and she was interested in such. Her only concern was getting a reading on the members of Team Kirin, seeing if there was ill-intent harbored in any of them. Besides, she wanted to have a little fun before heading back into the capital. There was a gulp and squeak; now the girl was completely red from head to toe. “M-M-Miina M-M-M-M…” aaaaah, this was terrible! Normally her name was fine, she couldn’t let that pretty lady get to her that much, no matter how provocatively her bosom was presented! It was an effort, but that small girl pulled her eyes upwards. Still not really making eye contact, but close enough, right? “M-Miina Malina.” Miina would not be the first to fall to her charms but Chisa decided to stop before the poor girl was a drooling, broken mess. She took a few steps backwards, this time with less motion, and lowered herself gently onto the opposing bed. Miina might have fainted straight away if she had fallen back onto it [color=FEF698]”What a lovely name. Tell you what. I know you’re probably scared half to death right now thinking about what I might do to you….”[/color] Her voice trailed off at her intentional pause before she continued. Chisa leaned back using her arms to keep herself upright [color=FEF698]”...but let’s make it fair. You can ask me a question, anything you want, and I’ll answer truthfully. Then, I’ll ask you something. Not too bad, right?”[/color] This line of work made it difficult to make and keep friends. She loved what she did and was really good at it…but seeing the fear in Miina’s eyes. It did sting a little. Yes, she was scared half to death. Probably unreasonably so? It didn’t seem like Chisa [i]really[/i] had anything out for her, she was being very nice and had backed off and… well, there weren’t knives hidden there, that was for sure. Miina obediently sat on the opposite bed, fingers still playing with the top layer of her outfit and eventually removing it–not that this revealed that much, it [i]was[/i] multi-layered. “R-Right…” Miina replied, looking down at her lap. What did she want to ask…? Something about being a shinobi? No, no, that would just make killing her attractive, she didn’t want [i]that[/i] at all, and she didn’t even know what to ask that would reveal useful information. So that was… well, she hadn’t met many Viera, right? They were very tall, but… “U-Um, are all V-Viera so… um… b-big?” Chisa idly kicked her feet off the side of the bed as she waited, preparing whatever question she might have. Her eyes traced the outline of Miina’s body as she shed her outer coat. Perhaps what stood out most was her chest…or lack thereof. They do say we are envious of what we don’t have and Chisa considered all the problems a smaller bust would solve for her. She looked down at her own chest and then shook her head [color=FEF698]”Mine were a gift from my mother. I’ve only met a few with similar proportions. You should see my mistress! ”[/color] A brief laugh escaped her lips. It wasn’t hard to understand Father’s type. Chisa cleared her throat [color=FEF698]”Viera on average do seem to have larger in size whereas Mystrels keep a firmer shape. Sollans have the widest range of busts and Faye are usually one extreme or the other.”[/color] She spoke matter of fact, hoping to ease the tension by speaking about Miina’s interests. [color=FEF69]”Now then, it's my turn.”[/color] A silver of innocent excitement slipped under her guise. This was really beginning to feel like genuine, casual talk between two friends! [color=FEF698]”Did you have any trouble with the blight on your way here?”[/color] Chisa asked, wary of Miina mistaking a question for espionage when she had no intention of squeezing every bit of intel out of her. Oh, so it was just this one? Well… that was good, right? It didn’t mean every conversation with every Viera in the country–so far as Miina was going to be starting conversations, obviously–would be going the exact same way. It was a shame, though, there really was just something… [i]nicer[/i] about them this way. The blight, on the way here? Thinking about it… not really; at least, not her in particular, and the small girl shook her head. Which reminded her… still had the hat on, so fiddling with that to take it off gave her something else to do other than stare. “N-Not much, the f-forest is b-b-bad but not… d-dangerous.” Or, at least, it wasn’t [i]too[/i] dangerous for one relatively agile traveler with magic on her side. Maybe others would have struggled more, or those unfamiliar with the terrain–it wasn’t like Miina had stuck to a formal route until she left the country at all, so if the Blight had started to interfere with what would constitute major paths, then it could probably have been a lot trickier. Chisa listened intently, the tension releasing in her shoulders as she began to relax. It was…strange to say the least. Her response did give her conflicted feelings. Horrible as Valheim were, at least Osprey had yet to be ravaged by the Blight [color=FEF698]”You must be pretty skilled then. I’ve heard a few travelers with stories that would keep you awake for days.”[/color] Her tone growing ominous towards the end. While a compliment to her curves, Chisa had yet to fully exchange her armor for some more comfortable attire. The part about her rooming with Miina was only partly a lie. She had arranged it so the bed next to hers would be empty, but did not plan on sleeping in the same room. However, there was something that was alluringly comforting about Miina. The Vierea had initially thought that the Mystrel was enthralled with her, but having this conversation made it clear that her new friend was simply fascinated by breasts. A severe case it would seem. [color=FEF698]”I would love to pick your brain more but it is growing late. Will you let me room with you? I could really use some help with a few of the clasps on my back here.”[/color] Chisa was only half-joking as she twisted until Miina could get a good look where some metal clips held the harder leather pieces on [color=FEF698]”I promise I won’t bite.”[/color] The girl tried to say something, but ended up stumbling over her words so much that she eventually resorted to nodding. Right, yes, she could share a room with the Viera, and help with these clasps, just… take it slow. And don’t stare too much.