Post by Seraphina Noir on Apr 30, 2020 14:54:01 GMT -5
Akaza tugged at the collar of his coat, fanning himself to try and gain some sense of cool. He'd switched to an all-white version of his usual attire for this "mission," but the reflective color hardly worked in a place with so little direct sunlight. The air around the Fringe area was thick with steam on a regular basis, giving the place a perpetual hot, muggy feel. I should have left the jacket at home. Hell, should've gone with a nice pair of shorts. He thought to himself. But, the training would be pointless if he didn't go about it in full combat gear. If he couldn't be stealthy in that, there just wasn't any point. Still, he grimaced as he made his way up the path leading to the main area. He'd spent several days pondering how best to go about increasing his stealth capacity, and he was displeased with the solution.
Too risky to practice on the go on missions. Too little opportunity in day to day life. He tugged at his collar again, groaning quietly to himself. It's beyond me how anyone can find this heat actually pleasant! He thought. But then, ever since the incident, heat was just one of several things he had an aversion to. He quieted himself as a wall loomed from the steam masses before him. He paused to take a few quieting breaths, pondering again if he couldn't have found a better way. Well, ad much as I hate admitting it... He thought as he proceeded to hop the fence,landing with a quiet thud.But you can't beat sneaking around the hot springs for stealth training. He allowed himself another grimace. It's distasteful, but given what will happen if I get caught, I'm certainly motivated. Nothing could quite motivate a man like risk of imminent castration. Akaza took carefully inventory, checking to make sure there was nothing that could clank, and began his stalk.
Fortunately, the steam was even more ample in the hot springs, confined as it was by the walls. He had ample cover, as he made his way to the woman's section. He paused for a fortifying breath, stopping before the wall cordoning off a section of pools. Well, moment of truth... He gulped heavily, eying the final barrier. Should have written up my will before-hand... With that final thought, he hopped the wall. The pool was of course occupied, filled with lounging woman, chatting with each other and splashing playfully. Akaza moved quickly and quietly, never staying in one place for too long. The white of his coat helped him to blend in, hiding behind the occasional rock when a woman appeared to be glancing in his direction. He made his way slowly back and forth across the hot spring, pushing his skills to the limit. At one point, heart racing and mouth dry, he'd clung to the wall as a citizen junior he was recognized by some. He had to fight hard to keep in a sigh of relief once she was gone.
I've been lucky so far. He thought to himself, creeping around another wall. There don't seem to be any high ranked around today. He allowed himself a bitter smirk. I doubt "But it's training!" would go over well. He shuddered. Or lessen my beating. He made his way through his most recent enclosure, hopping the wall to the next section. He landed in a crouch, taking careful note of his surroundings. It was a relatively small pool he'd hopped into, but the steam was thick, obscuring half the area entirely. Thinking it empty, Akaza made to move to the next area, when he heard a splash. He froze, ducking behind a towel rack, slowing his breathing. No time to get caught now.
The steam cleared a little, allowing him to make out a figure in the mist. For some reason, unlike the previous pools, Akaza was finding it difficult to look away. There was a... lithe, catlike grace to her. And though Akaza would commit seppuku sooner than admit it, her figure was... Enticing. The figure bent over in the pool, cupping water in her hands, allowing a view thankfully obscured by the steam, though Akaza felt a like blush creep onto his face. Maybe voyeurism isn't so bad after all... Akaza began to think, before blanching in abject terror as the figure leaned back, throwing the water across her face, that unmistakable crimson hair now visible.
Akaza backpedaled, pulling over the towel rack and bumping into the wall, scrambling over lit like a bolt of lightning as the figure turned, calling Who's there? Seeing nothing but a towel rack leaned against the wall, she shrugged, and went back to her hot spring bath.
Meanwhile, Akaza was tearing down the middle of the hot springs, heading towards the exit as fast as he could push himself. Oh Kami Oh Kami Oh Kami OOOOH KAMI That Was Kirima Oh Kami She Can Never Know Kami Help Me I Won't Live To See Sunr-! Unfortunately, his thoughts were cut off, as in his haste, he hadn't been watching where he was going. He and the figure he'd crashed into landed on the ground with a muffled thud. That's funny... What did my face land on that was so sof- Akaza froze, slowly raising his gaze from the bosom he'd landed in, to meet the eyes of the shocked looking woman he'd crashed into. Before he could move, she took in a deep breath, bosom heaving under her towel, and screamed PERVERT! Immediately, the nearest pools emptied out, a number of shocked woman staring at Akaza, surprise quickly melting away into rage. Murmuring Sorry ma'am, Akaza bolted off the woman, heading for the door.
Look at the bright side Akaza. He thought as the horde gave chase. You get your stealth and your evasion training out of the way in one go!
Too risky to practice on the go on missions. Too little opportunity in day to day life. He tugged at his collar again, groaning quietly to himself. It's beyond me how anyone can find this heat actually pleasant! He thought. But then, ever since the incident, heat was just one of several things he had an aversion to. He quieted himself as a wall loomed from the steam masses before him. He paused to take a few quieting breaths, pondering again if he couldn't have found a better way. Well, ad much as I hate admitting it... He thought as he proceeded to hop the fence,landing with a quiet thud.But you can't beat sneaking around the hot springs for stealth training. He allowed himself another grimace. It's distasteful, but given what will happen if I get caught, I'm certainly motivated. Nothing could quite motivate a man like risk of imminent castration. Akaza took carefully inventory, checking to make sure there was nothing that could clank, and began his stalk.
Fortunately, the steam was even more ample in the hot springs, confined as it was by the walls. He had ample cover, as he made his way to the woman's section. He paused for a fortifying breath, stopping before the wall cordoning off a section of pools. Well, moment of truth... He gulped heavily, eying the final barrier. Should have written up my will before-hand... With that final thought, he hopped the wall. The pool was of course occupied, filled with lounging woman, chatting with each other and splashing playfully. Akaza moved quickly and quietly, never staying in one place for too long. The white of his coat helped him to blend in, hiding behind the occasional rock when a woman appeared to be glancing in his direction. He made his way slowly back and forth across the hot spring, pushing his skills to the limit. At one point, heart racing and mouth dry, he'd clung to the wall as a citizen junior he was recognized by some. He had to fight hard to keep in a sigh of relief once she was gone.
I've been lucky so far. He thought to himself, creeping around another wall. There don't seem to be any high ranked around today. He allowed himself a bitter smirk. I doubt "But it's training!" would go over well. He shuddered. Or lessen my beating. He made his way through his most recent enclosure, hopping the wall to the next section. He landed in a crouch, taking careful note of his surroundings. It was a relatively small pool he'd hopped into, but the steam was thick, obscuring half the area entirely. Thinking it empty, Akaza made to move to the next area, when he heard a splash. He froze, ducking behind a towel rack, slowing his breathing. No time to get caught now.
The steam cleared a little, allowing him to make out a figure in the mist. For some reason, unlike the previous pools, Akaza was finding it difficult to look away. There was a... lithe, catlike grace to her. And though Akaza would commit seppuku sooner than admit it, her figure was... Enticing. The figure bent over in the pool, cupping water in her hands, allowing a view thankfully obscured by the steam, though Akaza felt a like blush creep onto his face. Maybe voyeurism isn't so bad after all... Akaza began to think, before blanching in abject terror as the figure leaned back, throwing the water across her face, that unmistakable crimson hair now visible.
Akaza backpedaled, pulling over the towel rack and bumping into the wall, scrambling over lit like a bolt of lightning as the figure turned, calling Who's there? Seeing nothing but a towel rack leaned against the wall, she shrugged, and went back to her hot spring bath.
Meanwhile, Akaza was tearing down the middle of the hot springs, heading towards the exit as fast as he could push himself. Oh Kami Oh Kami Oh Kami OOOOH KAMI That Was Kirima Oh Kami She Can Never Know Kami Help Me I Won't Live To See Sunr-! Unfortunately, his thoughts were cut off, as in his haste, he hadn't been watching where he was going. He and the figure he'd crashed into landed on the ground with a muffled thud. That's funny... What did my face land on that was so sof- Akaza froze, slowly raising his gaze from the bosom he'd landed in, to meet the eyes of the shocked looking woman he'd crashed into. Before he could move, she took in a deep breath, bosom heaving under her towel, and screamed PERVERT! Immediately, the nearest pools emptied out, a number of shocked woman staring at Akaza, surprise quickly melting away into rage. Murmuring Sorry ma'am, Akaza bolted off the woman, heading for the door.
Look at the bright side Akaza. He thought as the horde gave chase. You get your stealth and your evasion training out of the way in one go!
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