Setting
The mists on the way down were not usual, shimmering rainbows and whispering promises. It was almost as if they were beckoning to passer by's, wanting for them to fall with their waters.
There were many tales about this mysterious waterfall, of which nobody had ever seen the bottom of. Not only was there no way down, but the mists literally swallowed all who dare explore. The air was too humid for anything electronic, and magic itself seemed to lose itself the farther one traveled down the falls.
Despite all the weird, the Sumaeaen falls were painstakingly beautiful. A popular scene to depict for local impressionists, what with the alluring nature of the spout. As well as being a muse, the Sumavaen falls is a less popularized meditation spot. Many who visit leave with epiphanies in the least, miraculous healing and strange abilities at most.
Through the mists, their luminescence created a mystical effect in the night.
It was quite magical, this appearance of the valojelea.
As she broke though and witnessed the grandeur of the falls, she saw Kumatora had dressed up, also saw these strange mysterious jellyfish like being floating around, humming haunting and truly powerful melodies, it was captivating to say the least.
"You look... um... cute..." why was it so hard for her to say a compliment without coming across forced or pretend, if this was a first date, was she doing awful? Who knew...
...Uh... wait, what? Cute? The psychic's face turned a bit red. "A-ah... oh, uh... thanks. Uh... you too..." well... despite Kumatora's rough exterior, it seemed she was just as clueless as to what she was doing.
"...Sorry if I ain't doin' too good at this. First time datin' for me. Most people are kinda put off by my attitude..." she continued, sitting back down on the rock nearby. Thankfully, there was enough room for another person to sit there, if Kasumi dared to venture to the tomboy psychic.
As she saw the girl looking down, she walked on over a little closer, not sitting down and placing a hand on her shoulder she whispered, "I am sure they are proud..." with that she would grin and then say, "You know a ton about me... but I am not Namine I don't raid people's mind, so tell me about yourself..." anything to shut Kasumi up and stopping her from crashing and burning this wonderful evening, and it was amazing, yes nothing was happening, but still.
"Technically, my full title is Princess Kumatora... buuut, it turned out that there never was any royalty on the island... if ya want, I can tell you about that later. I was raised by an immortal race called Magypsies, who were powerful psychics themselves. When I wasn't around my caretakers, I was around in the abandoned castle, hanging around the ghosts that lived around there... some of them even had some pretty damn neat bedtime stories." At this point, Kumatora had a wide smile on her face. "And around the daytime, all the ghosts had some pretty neat parties, drinkin' wine, playin' music and all that sorta stuff. 'Course, some of the ghosts around there weren't really welcoming, so I had to beat the crap outta 'em once in a while... my story keepin' your attention so far, I'm guessin'?" she joked, looking up at Kasumi. Well... she was raised by a group of immortal psychics and party-going ghosts, and she was apparently a princess, even though not really... that's gotta be pretty damn intriguing.
"...This can be a date if you want it to... how 'bout it?" she asked, still wearing her small, welcoming smile, gesturing to the spot next to her.
"Do you want this to be a date? I never had one, so would not know one except if I was told."
"...Psh, why not, I would love this to be a date, actually." she said, smiling a bit.
Gently wrapping an arm around Kasumi, she looked at the other girl. "So, did that help guide you a bit to what you need to do?" she teased a bit, obviously in good fun. The psychic found the warmth of the other girl to be quite comforting, to be honest...
Suddenly she giggled and blushed even harder, "I just had dirty thought, wanna hear? Don't worry don't want to do anything, just for later, so you wanna hear?"
Kumatora's eyebrow quirked as she saw Kasumi's face turn even redder. "Dirty thoughts? I thought Ryoku was the one who did that." she joked, before grinning a bit. "Sure, why the hell not... whatcha thinkin' about?"
She smiled and closed her eyes ready.