Kings Row.
Hiruma Hebiko hammered on the door. "Utaku Tsuko, wake up, the Dojo needs us." She yelled, she had been here for ten minutes, but no response, grunting she knelt down and picked the lock, it was depressingly easy, Paragon put little thought into home safety it seemed.
As the lock clicked, she opened the door and carefully moved in, the Utaku woman's apartment smelling like a steeps yurt, she screwed her face in disgust, but then Despite being Japanese in origin, Tsuko's clan had a strong Mongolian vibe, leading to many to think them traitors to Japan.
Moving in, she panned from side to side, over yak skin rugs, past incense burners to the bedroom, sprawled out on a collection of furs was Tsuko's buff naked form and some other woman curled up with her.... Growling Hebiko walked up and slapped Tsuko's ass.
The tattooed form of Tsuko yelled and jerked awake, the woman next to her rolling away in surprise. Hebiko glared at her. "Dress and leave, I must speak with Tsuko in private." The shocked woman nodded, quickly pulling her dress on and running.
Tsuko rubbed her eyes and stretched. "Damn it snake, what is it you want?" She yawns and scratches her belly.
"You, you damn slob."
"Buy a girl a drink first." The tattooed woman smirked, only for Hebiko to smack her on the head with her bow.
"Head out of the gutter, the dojo has need of us, both of us." Hebiko snapped.
Tsuko yawned. "Yeah yeah, get that woman on your radio to order breakfast." She stands up, her body much thicker and toned than the Hiruma's.... But then the Hiruma family was a scout corp, the Utaku where warrior maidens.
Grumbling Hebiko tapped her radio. "PAX, it's me.... It seems our warrior needs food before she will do anything."
PAX sighed. "Right, sending out baised off her uber eats orders."
Hebiko leant against the wall as Tsuko slowly made her way to the bathroom. "Let me wash up, the elders do not need me smelling of last nights conquests."
Again the Hiruma scout wondered why she needed this brutes help.
Hiruma Hebiko hammered on the door. "Utaku Tsuko, wake up, the Dojo needs us." She yelled, she had been here for ten minutes, but no response, grunting she knelt down and picked the lock, it was depressingly easy, Paragon put little thought into home safety it seemed.
As the lock clicked, she opened the door and carefully moved in, the Utaku woman's apartment smelling like a steeps yurt, she screwed her face in disgust, but then Despite being Japanese in origin, Tsuko's clan had a strong Mongolian vibe, leading to many to think them traitors to Japan.
Moving in, she panned from side to side, over yak skin rugs, past incense burners to the bedroom, sprawled out on a collection of furs was Tsuko's buff naked form and some other woman curled up with her.... Growling Hebiko walked up and slapped Tsuko's ass.
The tattooed form of Tsuko yelled and jerked awake, the woman next to her rolling away in surprise. Hebiko glared at her. "Dress and leave, I must speak with Tsuko in private." The shocked woman nodded, quickly pulling her dress on and running.
Tsuko rubbed her eyes and stretched. "Damn it snake, what is it you want?" She yawns and scratches her belly.
"You, you damn slob."
"Buy a girl a drink first." The tattooed woman smirked, only for Hebiko to smack her on the head with her bow.
"Head out of the gutter, the dojo has need of us, both of us." Hebiko snapped.
Tsuko yawned. "Yeah yeah, get that woman on your radio to order breakfast." She stands up, her body much thicker and toned than the Hiruma's.... But then the Hiruma family was a scout corp, the Utaku where warrior maidens.
Grumbling Hebiko tapped her radio. "PAX, it's me.... It seems our warrior needs food before she will do anything."
PAX sighed. "Right, sending out baised off her uber eats orders."
Hebiko leant against the wall as Tsuko slowly made her way to the bathroom. "Let me wash up, the elders do not need me smelling of last nights conquests."
Again the Hiruma scout wondered why she needed this brutes help.
Neph: I wanna fight!