Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170825032957/@comment-25955740-20170826061107

Wiggling her nose, his smile was sly and here he was taking after the fox! Cupping her hands over her nose; he poked it! Softly, she seemed surprised with a mixture of confusion. He said sure? She was amazed he even agreed to such a request and his family would truly be that okay with? Atop of.. Completely getting a girl they didn’t quite know, but approved of, stay at their HOUSE? Their HOME? Huh.. He must’ve had this.. Really deep trust for her, which held a warmth with it. Smiling, she simply smiled. “ Thank you! ” She happily said. Wrapping up their last bit of food, drinking their last bit of juice and Godric leaving a heavy tip—Held to her hand, they departed back to his place; his home.   Smiling widening at the question of the guard, she felt a bit insulted and her thoughts of annoyance flared up for a moment—He could’ve just said / Is this a guest /, with a QUESTION  mark. But no. He wanted to put OR — Or? Or?! What do you mean / OR/ ?! No, I couldn’t be just a guest. I have to be a possible OR. I must be a courtesan, because that makes sense, right? Fuck this guard. This one, right here. Just that ONE, everyone else is fine >:{. This was the level of her thoughts. How could she be an <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">OR?! <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> What’s an or?! A parasite? A leech? A thief? Someone attempting to blackmail the family with their child? What is this <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">OR?! <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> Revealing not as sense or scent of minor annoyance and insult to herself, she simply followed where Godric guided her, he had a big home, a fancy manor actually—She didn’t expect to end up at his home, or ever really see it, but it was nice, <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">really nice <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">.. But, she believed his family, like his mother and father were nicer than this manor could ever be, considering how sweet Godric was; they deserved such a home. Kept to the most silent she could, she didn’t know who was awake or who was sleeping, but it was nighttime and it was polite to be such. She ignored the hues that watched them. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Guided to the third floor, it seemed his room was the first door the right, she kept a mental note of this and the path to his room; his door, however, would be impossible to get through—Forgetting how strong Godric really was, as he had been so gentle with her this whole night. Stepping into his room, it was quite simple, the first thing she walked into see, was the floors, then the ceiling and just within her hues  as she walked, she motioned to the bookcases built into the wall; looking for a mere moment, passing and then pausing to look towards the balcony. If she ever wanted to smuggle herself into his house or room, guess that’ll work, always remember options for things that may or may not need to happen, or to surprise him at some point—Sly, sly, sly. “ <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">You have a room almost like mine. Just. I have quite few flowers and books littered about; my bed is circled by a water stream. And. I don’t mind. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">”  She said softly; exploring. She wondered, what did he mean by mental training. And. She didn’t think her approval of him getting nightwear on—She avoided all eye contact with the paperfold wall. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">As he spoke of getting comfortable, if she wanted. She paused for a second, she didn’t quite have any clothes, aside from the shorts she kept underneath her dress and the strapless shirt she had too, it squeezed her more than her dress could, skintight and functioning as a bra; both were waterproof, for obvious reasons. That wouldn’t quite be appropriate, though, considering she wear it as a means just incase she had to ditch the dress in an escape attempted. It was appropriate for that, meaning, it’ll be appropriate for this..? Turning to face Godric, she looked at him for not even a second, having becoming a cherry this time, not a tomato—Didn’t have to explain why she was? She was attracted to the boy and she couldn’t quite understand the bodily attraction. “ <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">I-If you are okay with it. But uhh. I need your help un..Unzipping my dress. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She mumbled; rubbing the back of her neck. The moment he’ll unzip her dress from the back, she’ll simply hold the front and stopping the dress from falling—Changing, stripping, it didn’t matter considering her training. <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Simply, she’d lower her dress and step out of it—Revealing her black top hugging against her <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">feeble <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;"> and <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">delicate <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">frame and her shorts covered about five inches of her legs. She wasn’t the most curvy frame out in the world, for a girl her age, she did have quite the elegant body. She’ll take her hands, pulling them a down a bit to cover more her legs, and adjusting her top; modesty policy! At this point, she’ll turn to Godric, removing the sticks and clips that held her hair in place, shaking her head to undo the bun and have it naturally fall to his place. “ <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:700;white-space:pre-wrap;">This is okay to wear? <span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:Calibri;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">” She’d ask, unsure. Picking up her dress, folding it, slipping off her shoes and putting it to the side out of the way, near a corner or something.