Tsubaki was up in her room located in the tallest room of the palace. Her usual armor and garb was stored in her wardrobe. She only chose to wear her armor when heading out into the village where interaction with foreigners and Kirigakure Shinobi was expected. In her home district and palace she had the benefit of wearing lighter, casual outfits that helped make her look more lady like. Tsubaki had just bathed, as she ritualistically does after a good exercise or activity. The woman pampered herself, often bathing four times a day to always be in her best condition. Her skin was pasty white with flush pink lips and sapphire blue eyes. Makeup was not needed and would downgrade her natural beauty. She was barefoot wearing only a long plum and lavender kimono, sleeves longer than her arms and bottom dragging across the floor. Her hair was down with it reaching all the way down to her lower back. Tsubaki worked on her hair which as one would imagine required a lot of attention to keep not only kept, but extraordinary. She sat at her desk in front of a mirror as she worked on her appearance.
Tsubaki expected Arisu to make an appearance as she promised after accepting her address and signature. She made it an effort to let the cooks know she was having an extra guest and her parents know she would not be joining them at the table, but instead in a gazebo out in the courtyard. Tsubaki slide on a pair of comfortable sandals before descending the spiral staircase passing the hall and outside into the courtyard. The gazebo was already set with a pitch of iced water and two glasses as well as the requisite flatware and napkin set. Tsubaki followed a cobblestone path leading to the heart of the courtyard where she seated herself on one of the benches. It was approximately six in the evening where the sun began to set. It was a warm day being pleasant as spring slowly approached...
Tsubaki expected Arisu to make an appearance as she promised after accepting her address and signature. She made it an effort to let the cooks know she was having an extra guest and her parents know she would not be joining them at the table, but instead in a gazebo out in the courtyard. Tsubaki slide on a pair of comfortable sandals before descending the spiral staircase passing the hall and outside into the courtyard. The gazebo was already set with a pitch of iced water and two glasses as well as the requisite flatware and napkin set. Tsubaki followed a cobblestone path leading to the heart of the courtyard where she seated herself on one of the benches. It was approximately six in the evening where the sun began to set. It was a warm day being pleasant as spring slowly approached...