Life at the dojo had been rather peaceful, everyone still trying to reel back and calm down from the wedding. Kuro accepting his mother's royalty was a big deal for the dojo. He was officially recognized as the prince of steel country. And Suzuhime the princess. As well as the future queen and matriarch of the Toraono clan. Suzuhime had been in a rather bubbly mood ever since the wedding, and what had happened directly after... but that was irrelevant. Suzuhime was in a good mood, anybody could see that. She retained her position as the hostess for the dojo despite being the next heir to it. She enjoyed the job, much different from her past profession which included more violent acts than being friendly to people. While Suzuhime had been in an infectiously good mood. There was something that was intriguing her. Kuro had notified her of a child he found near the maw that had been trying to gain access into the village. Kuro assisted them and they went about their way. What interested her was the fact that a child had managed to get through a desert, and diamond sandstorm, and come out completely unscathed. When Suzuhime made the trek, shevneeded heavy duty equipment and numerous rations to make it into the village to find her older brother. Upon hearing the child's name, she asked one of her crimson guardians to track the child down and invite them to the dojo. Suzuhime needed to know exactly how such a situation could occur. Gien her own divine nature, she still had difficulty getting here. She had already sent out the invitation, and was told that it had been received. While she did want to talk with this mysterious marvel, she hoped that the child name Gyoza could understand her accent.
Suzuhime was clad in a shiny white kimono, covering her body modestly whiere retaining it's splendor. It had soft pink linings that seemed to glimmer in light. Suzuhime's hair was styled into a ponytail and held by a ribbon. Her brilliant crimson hair flowed down her back elegantly, barely touching at her buttocks. She had piercing lavender eyes that were sometimes uncomfortable to look at. Suzuhime had a buxom form, which seemed to contrast unusually with her dwarf like stature. Standing at a mere 4 feet 5 inches tall. The sleeves of the kimono hugged her body nicely, while the sleeves encased her arms to where she had to pull them up for use of her hands. She had on a gentle face that seemed to shine from the pampering she's been receiving ever since she moved in to be with Kuro. She had rather pale skin because of her birthplace, and the fact that Sunagakure was underground, it didn't help that she was from Key country which had rather mild and sometimes dank weather. Because of her place of origin, and that she was currently in the process of fusing her scientific background and culture into the more tradtional and spirituality of the Toraono, she had an extremely heavy (German) accent. To the point that some members in the dojo could not understand her speech. And whenever she spoke her native tongue, only her husband could understand her.
Suzuhime had been pacing around the dojo. Making the same rounds between the entrance hall, the lobby, and the cafeteria, hoping for the little mystery to arrive. If he didn't... than oh well...
<i></i>Suzuhime was clad in a shiny white kimono, covering her body modestly whiere retaining it's splendor. It had soft pink linings that seemed to glimmer in light. Suzuhime's hair was styled into a ponytail and held by a ribbon. Her brilliant crimson hair flowed down her back elegantly, barely touching at her buttocks. She had piercing lavender eyes that were sometimes uncomfortable to look at. Suzuhime had a buxom form, which seemed to contrast unusually with her dwarf like stature. Standing at a mere 4 feet 5 inches tall. The sleeves of the kimono hugged her body nicely, while the sleeves encased her arms to where she had to pull them up for use of her hands. She had on a gentle face that seemed to shine from the pampering she's been receiving ever since she moved in to be with Kuro. She had rather pale skin because of her birthplace, and the fact that Sunagakure was underground, it didn't help that she was from Key country which had rather mild and sometimes dank weather. Because of her place of origin, and that she was currently in the process of fusing her scientific background and culture into the more tradtional and spirituality of the Toraono, she had an extremely heavy (German) accent. To the point that some members in the dojo could not understand her speech. And whenever she spoke her native tongue, only her husband could understand her.
Suzuhime had been pacing around the dojo. Making the same rounds between the entrance hall, the lobby, and the cafeteria, hoping for the little mystery to arrive. If he didn't... than oh well...