Snippet #10016

Having wrapped her towl around her again, Daishisen growled to herself; too much noise for some place that was said to be restful and peacable. She stood, cloaked in the steam. The ivory skin soaked it in like a thirsty sponge. She walked back towards where her clothes were kept, and began to let the towl loose, when she heard a stick outside the gates crack. Obviously, there was someone trying to sneak up, but apparently their stealth needed a bit of work. She let the towl fall to the stones and pulled on the ornate kimono she'd come in. Fastening her obi, she snuck back through the gap she'd come through the first time, comming face-to face with Blanc.

"Well hello," she mused. "I hardly heard you comming." This was more of a taunt than a gentle lie. She figured she'd just pass by, but wasn't sure how much resistance the boy would pose.