<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><strong>Chihaya Ayase</strong> (http://i817.photobucket.com/albums/zz99/orangepancakelol/5e782997-4483-4f20-8ae0-14cd655cad2e_zps3647c37a.jpg?t=1381474958) <strong>(Medium)</strong><br/>STR: 1<br/>STA: 2<br/>SKL: 5<br/>PP Max: 15<br/>Traits: ???, ???<br/>Victory condition: Make Chihaya orgasm.<br/><strong>Reward: 10 FP.</strong></span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;">"Jason?" the voice behind him asked softly. Chihaya stood not too far from where he was, this time fully clothed in traditional Japanese clothing; the outfit was a hakama, clothing worn over a kimono. There was no skin showing nor anything sensual about it, but Chihaya looked almost like royalty in the garb. Her long, brown locks flowed gracefully over her shoulders as she looked at the painting. This one was especially well framed, but for reasons yet unknown. All of the paintings in question were in fact poems, multiple lines of japanese written vertically. There were about a hundred of them, all lined up along the walls. Perhaps there was some significance in them to her past? Maybe finding out what they were would help Chihaya regain some of her memories...<br/><br/>"You're the one undressed this time," Chihaya pointed out without much thinking. Funny how these rooms worked. Inside the drawers, Jason would find a string of purple anal beads. "Those are always there," Chihaya noted shyly. "They're not mine! I think."</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">(Anal beads discovered).</span>