For Musashi, she got her fair share of "special" attention from the Celestials they were hosting, as well. Once again, her name preceded her, further inspiring the curiosity of the heavenly immortals. Add to the fact she was a woman, and their interest fluttered about like a storm of butterfly wings. So she wasn't surprised when she was passed that request... But she did balk a bit when she was told who'd she'd be "performing" with.
She'd expected Billy, or any of the other girls she had a rapport with. But instead it was the newbie, the one who claimed to be a Celestial herself, Tenshi. So it was that sort of thing, wasn't it? Well... if nothing else, it was better Musashi than anyone else, who wouldn't tolerate Tenshi's fussiness.
Musashi stepped in, dressed traditionally. She'd forgone her more casual clothes, or even her suit, instead for one of the lovely furisode the working girls usually sore, though with more "masculine" patterns in its print. She was told, explicitly, to wear her swords as well.
Her first act was to give a bow to the veiled guests, deep in her posture as a sign of acknowledgement and respect. Then, she turned to Tenshi and just... smiled. Eased, relaxed.
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She'd expected Billy, or any of the other girls she had a rapport with. But instead it was the newbie, the one who claimed to be a Celestial herself, Tenshi. So it was that sort of thing, wasn't it? Well... if nothing else, it was better Musashi than anyone else, who wouldn't tolerate Tenshi's fussiness.
Musashi stepped in, dressed traditionally. She'd forgone her more casual clothes, or even her suit, instead for one of the lovely furisode the working girls usually sore, though with more "masculine" patterns in its print. She was told, explicitly, to wear her swords as well.
Her first act was to give a bow to the veiled guests, deep in her posture as a sign of acknowledgement and respect. Then, she turned to Tenshi and just... smiled. Eased, relaxed.
"Are you ready?"