Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25356210-20161017014908/@comment-26444332-20161018014942

Azusa taps the elevated floor of her nation's receptacle, her zabuton crackling as she shifts position.

'Naze...' she murmurs. 'Naze kore ga eien ni toru hitsuyō ga arimasu ka?'

'Ojōsama, I don't suppose it's proper to speak our language where others are present,' murmurs one of her guards. 'But to answer you, I don't know why this is taking so long to begin, either.'

'You're right, Sakura. Well, I can be patient a little while longer.'