<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/burd_zpss5n6r6f4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Torikai</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683863#msg11683863)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Hideko Tower, Riku's place.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kitty/Riku<br/><hr/>Her books stacked reasonably neatly away and her bed made, Torikai happily advanced on the bathroom. She even resisted the urge to take a book in with her, and instead set about washing herself and then relaxed in the hot water.<br/>Of course, cleaning to her standards was hardly a quick task. Once her skin and hair were dealt with - she noted with approval that Riku's supplies were of good enough quality to be allowed to have the honour of cleaning her body - she had her feathers to deal with, and those took a while, not just to actually clean, but to dry and realign properly. Riku was thus given plenty of time to prepare his little feast.<br/><br/>With a glance down at the traditional, familiar food Torikai, now wearing something a little looser and more casual in white, let out a sigh. She was supposed to be on her best behaviour and ... hadn't been. She didn't often have these moments of self-reflection - and actually<em>acted</em>on them even less often - but the bath and afterglow had apparently put her in a more reflective mood.<br/>"I should probably apologize, Fukui-San." she began, more polite and less teasing now that she had the chance to clear her head and relax. "I should have corrected you when you assumed that I was from overseas. And that I'm a harpy, although I do take after that half of the family more." Even though she was acting more like her father right now, she supposed. "It'd be more accurate to say that I'm half harpy, half tengu. Born and raised here in Japan." She paused with a small smile. "Well, up a mountain away from where you humans could find us, but still, I'm nearly as Japanese as you are. The food looks good, by the way."