Hoshi decided not to wash quite yet, and instead just simply relax and enjoy the hot water. Her fingertips ran through her long, silver locks, tying them up so they won't get wet until she wanted. "It is a holy relic...which is why I know a particular holy person who doesn't favor God or the fancy dressings behind the religion... She would be more than happy to snatch that weapon up in her greedy little fingers, if the opportunity presented itself." One leg lifted from the water, drops raining down from the creamy white skin as she began washing it.