[Afternoon, Moon 8, Armory] Pony Practice - Open

[Iuchi Rinzuki]

Rinzuki stares at Qulan for a long moment, then takes a deep breath, turning her head to the side as she pats the other woman's cheek.

"I think I need to go...get some air."

[Shinjo Qulan]

"I... Uhhh... Alright, Rinzuki-chan..." The Shinjo nodded slowly, which only served to make her more light-headed. "I think I need to sit down..."

[Iuchi Rinzuki]

"Good to know I've still got it," she mumbles to herself, before turning back to Qulan. "Can we keep this between just the two of us? A private moment between two...friends...?

[Shinjo Qulan]

"Ah...! Oh, of course." Qulan nodded, which really made her need to sit down even more. "I won't tell anyone."

[Iuchi Rinzuki]

Rinzuki smiles gratefully, her fingers tracing small designs along Qulan's neck.

"...I can't stand up while you're in front of me," she whispers after a moment, her eyes sparkling playfully.

[Shinjo Qulan]

Poor thing was still spaced out from the experience, and took a good while for her to actually respond.

"Oh... Y-yeah..." Qulan fell back onto her behind and scooted away weakly. At least she got to sit down now.

[Iuchi Rinzuki]

With a single graceful motion, Rinzuki climbs to her feet and takes another deep breath.

"Thank you again for the training practice," she says, looking down at Qulan. "And for the dance, which really was quite...lovely." A pause. "Have a good afternoon, Qulan-chan."

[Shinjo Qulan]

"You too... Rinzuki-chan." She gave an awkward smile to the Iuchi above her. It was at this time her face was beet-red. Somewhat of a delayed reaction, it seems.

[Iuchi Rinzuki]

Rinzuki turns and walks to the door, her hips swaying with each step.

Even after she has left the room, the scent of lavender remains behind.

/exit

[Shinjo Qulan]

And Qulan just sat there. For several minutes. Staring at the door. Occasionally bringing her fingers to her lips and wondering; Oh Lady Shinjo, what just happened?!

Eventually she was able to get up and leave the Armory, though in a wobbly fashion.

/scene