Seemed as though she somehow neglected to familiarize her body with the idea of a 'hot spring'. Fair enough - there hadn't been any on the peninsula and this body didn't exactly accommodate her into any regular bath. Still, she could overcome entering a cold lake; she could manage a hot spring.
... Eventually. A few more sips of her beverage maybe.
For now, the arachne woman sat at the edge of the spring, her provided towel a cushion from the rocks for her second torso and uncovered set of fangs accompanying it. Occasionally, the two front most legs would reach over the edge of the spring, touching the surface of the water for a few seconds before beating a hasty retreat. And with a scowl, the doctor would drink more from the glass she nursed in claw, trying to decide on her next approach to the matter.
B. Live Entertainment
Sitting, listening, and relaxing for once as the music played, Naomi was not thinking about work the next day, but considering all that had been accomplished in... hm, fifty loops about? A little more, but that sounded like a fair approximation. And this was a well-earned celebration for their accomplishments for now.
However...
Ramaa had disappeared as had one of her advisers, and there was still a matter of the Cloud lingering in the Dream Width. They were still here with no closer way on getting home - or discovering a method which would allow them to go back and forth despite the worlds being connected. More dangers still waiting on the horizon... but, another day, another discussion.
Another moment of shifting her legs to allow a passersby to head up to or back from the stage.
C. Wildcard
[OOC: You know the drill. Hit me up at demidemonLove in order to plot something unlisted.]
Naomi | OTA
Seemed as though she somehow neglected to familiarize her body with the idea of a 'hot spring'. Fair enough - there hadn't been any on the peninsula and this body didn't exactly accommodate her into any regular bath. Still, she could overcome entering a cold lake; she could manage a hot spring.
... Eventually. A few more sips of her beverage maybe.
For now, the arachne woman sat at the edge of the spring, her provided towel a cushion from the rocks for her second torso and uncovered set of fangs accompanying it. Occasionally, the two front most legs would reach over the edge of the spring, touching the surface of the water for a few seconds before beating a hasty retreat. And with a scowl, the doctor would drink more from the glass she nursed in claw, trying to decide on her next approach to the matter.
B. Live Entertainment
Sitting, listening, and relaxing for once as the music played, Naomi was not thinking about work the next day, but considering all that had been accomplished in... hm, fifty loops about? A little more, but that sounded like a fair approximation. And this was a well-earned celebration for their accomplishments for now.
However...
Ramaa had disappeared as had one of her advisers, and there was still a matter of the Cloud lingering in the Dream Width. They were still here with no closer way on getting home - or discovering a method which would allow them to go back and forth despite the worlds being connected. More dangers still waiting on the horizon... but, another day, another discussion.
Another moment of shifting her legs to allow a passersby to head up to or back from the stage.
C. Wildcard
[OOC: You know the drill. Hit me up at