<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/Red_samurai_girl_by_perikanbin-d53oflp.jpg)</div>Reika, the sole woman in the trio, giggled softly as Hikaru spoke of his desires to arrive at a pleasure palace. Their was something mischievous in her demeanor, but there was a longing in her tone as well, "Whether or not it's a palace remains to be seen. As for the pleasure..." her words trailed off into another soft giggle as she guided her snow white mount with her knees.<br/><br/>She was smaller even than Yori, by more than a head, with skin as white as the horse she rode, raven black hair and deep red eyes that sparkled like polished rubies when she was excited or aroused. She was wearing traditional ashigaru armor, plates of lamelar, painted red and fused together. Gaps large enough to show off generous portions of her slender figure, including a peek at her ample cleavage, were protected instead by the force of her essence.<br/><br/>After she closed in to brush her leg against momentarily against Hikaru's, she altered her pace to do the same for Yori, beaming a wide smile at him and speaking loud enough to address both of her dear friends and lovers. "Yori has the right of it. So much urgency. I know we want to find this place, but it IS nice to be able to set our own pace. We act under our own orders now, no one else's. And no one to tell where and with whom we can sleep..." she bit her lip as she gazed from one man to the other.<br/><br/>"If nothing else," she added, "we'll make camp again and enjoy another night under the stars, far away from the ravages of war."