Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-28929139-20170708055637/@comment-28929139-20170708223408

It seemed that the hours the three of them spent riding was doing all three of them some good. Kideme felt at ease right now, feeling the wind blow across her face, through her hair-sorry Hayato, and rushing past her horse. The two horses fell into cruise control at roughly a speed that was just fast enough for their surrounding terrains to pass them by without fading into a blur. However, upon them stopping at the shantytown, she looked to both boys and nodded. Hayato was hungry but Tiatsu offered to hold down the horses, to which she quickly dismounted, grabbing her large scrolll from the left saddle bag.

"I'll be back then."

Kideme took off then, leaving Tiatsu and Hayato alone together for roughly fifteen minutes to converse or sit pretty as they would. She, on the other hand, would move off toward the little town and disappeared through a slew of fruit stands, weapons vendors and souvenir kiosks. Of course, she bypassed all that and ventured straight toward a restaurant at the very back. After she made the arrangements at a small horse-renting stall, Kideme went off toward the restaurant while the equestrian vendors got a steed ready for her.

Twenty minutes, two tangled hair nets and one very tight corset later, Kideme came back on a new horse. Except she wasn't Kideme anymore. The petite teenage girl with long hair and a budding frame that left Hayato and Tiatsu came back as a seemingly tall and lanky boy with a mop of shoulder length black hair that was stringy with grease. Her clothing had been replaced with a similar silhouette that were a few sizes larger to give the illusion of baggy garb hanging off a bony figure. Even her face had been transformed with patches of acne and a small bit of facial hair along her cheeks and over the cleft of her chin. The four-inch boot in height was thanks to a wooden pair of farming sandals, the mark of a country boy.

Upon joining them, Kideme hopped onto the tan stallion with a white mane glanced over her shoulder at them. "Brown afternoon, boys! -Ahem-..." She cleared her throat, trying to load it more with phlegm to speak with a lower husky tone. "I mean....let's go."

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The trio would ride off into the sunset then and it would be nightfall by the time they reached Port City. Though it was considerably smaller in size and population than Konoha, its night life was impressive. And with them being just minutes from the shores of the sea, the air was pregnant with the scents of sand, saltwater and fish. There were no gates to keep them out and even with the moon out, the place was illuminated with lights and fire, revealing the bustling crowds of people. As the all mutually road in too, their destination was clear. Off-center from a large kabuki theater was a slightly smaller two story from which jazzed up folk music played and topless women greeted doe-eyed tourists up from the second story balcony.

Kideme raised a brow at such a lewd sight but thought nothing else of it while they began trotting their way with other riders toward the pleasure house.