Knowing Tsunade was in no state of mind to vocally say what she wanted, the little man wrote them down and held them up in front of her. 'Which style sweaty lady like?" He asked.
Tsunade's eyes were clouded from exhaustion and she simply slapped her finger onto the first one she saw, the Geisha.
The little man nodded before going to work. He pulled out a pair of gold scissors that had a ruby embedded at the joint. With one snip to Tsunade's jacket, the whole thing fell apart, becoming a ball of silk. The same occured to her top, pants, undergarments, even her shoes as they were all reduced to nice little balls or sheets of the materials they had been made from.
The little man 'tutted' to himself again, looking at the sticky, messy Tsunade. Pulling out a sponge, he placed it to her skin and it instantly soaked up all the sweat and fluid across her body.
"Now then, we start with..."
Thu Mar 26 04:28:02 2009