Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25936606-20150318020305/@comment-26220869-20150319215315

She slowly looks up at him, her brown eyes assessing him. Silken blonde hair, strikingly emerald eyes, and a body as fluid as a serpent ready to strike from its bounded coil. He took caution in his life, in his steps, she could tell. The temptation to lie was overbearing, but she felt that she could not do such an ignoble act. "I'm...Nervous," Mizu admitted, a shadow of vulnerability overtaking her. "I do not know anyone here, so...I'm worried...As to how they will react to me." It came out choppily, insecure.

In response to this, her ear fins wiggled indignantly, letting themselves be known to Scythe. Her blood was threatening to boil, but she praised to her grandfather Ryujin when she did not blush intensely under his gaze.