Taraka certainly did take a moment to appreciate the lean form of Akito as she finished her own drink. There was more than one way to get the blood flowing, that was for sure.Hiruma Akito wrote: Sun Nov 16, 2025 11:58 am
Akito smirked. "And yet, you're offworld, say you're from here, and someone's like 'oh, you must know Yasuki Taro, he's from there...'" He shook his head. "Every time."
One last drink, with Akito banging his cup a few times on the bottom, and he set it down empty. "That's much better." And indeed, he looked better too, with healthy color and more animation in his movements. "If I find myself in need of a gift, well, I know who to ask, then."
He stretched, arms reaching up over his head; he had a bushi's build, it was clear. "Maybe I can get it from your place." He suggested, smiling. "Wherever that is. If you're in logistics or, I don't know, your company makes giant steel construction beams, guess that's no good. But in fact they...?" He looked at her, eyebrows up expectantly.
"Flying Battle Carps" she supplied, unthinking. A bit of brain fog and a bit of sexy thoughts left the Hiruma without an explanation of what that meant.