<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v181/Kittenpeeler/tumblr_mpy9trGGpB1s844l2o1_1280.jpg)</div>Tsuko had not been in the town long; that the handful of people she knows here are telling her there is someone looking for her is worrisome. And a geisha? No doubt some lord's pet, a notion that only brings more worry to her. Still, a samurai - even a disgraced one - meets all things head-on.<br/><br/>So the mid-morning saw her at the bath house. "If someone comes looking tor me, please do send them my way," she says to the matron, as she pays the handful of ziti for the house's service and a small sliver of soap, before stepping through the curtain into the women's area.<br/><br/>Once behind the curtain, she unwound her obi, letting the slightly faded red kimono fall open around her, the pale green of her nagajuban exposed before it, too was removed and stored in a basket. She looked down at herself for a moment, noting as ever the small handful of scars her fair skin has accumulated since childhood, most small and faded; the marks of a samurai who has not yet seen true battle, the firm, peaked breasts of a young woman who has not known the attention of a child. And as ever, she smiled at what she saw, before covering her torso with a long cloth towel, and padding bare-footed into the humid bath rooms.<br/><br/>Tsuko's eyes scanned over the other women in the baths; most were of course the matrons and wives of the village, and did more to remind her of her own grandmother, than titillate. Still, she kept her eyes open for the one who was said to be looking at her, even as she doused herself with the warm water,  and soaped herself. A quick scrub left her skin flushed pink, and a few brushes of the slender blade she brought left her arms and calves smooth, before she rinsed the soap off into the proper channels.<br/><br/>Clean, and starting to relax already, Tsuko folded her cloth behind her and stepped into the warm bath, letting a soft sigh escape as her body was enveloped, feet rubbing against the smooth cobbles at the bottom. For just a moment, she dropped her alertness, dark grey eyes closing as she just enjoyed the heat. After a moment, she opened her eyes again, simply to enjoy the environment even as she waited.