Makeoshimi Koho, a former member of the Village Hidden in the Sand, and currently a woman on the run. She had committed unforgivable crimes, unthinkable evils that had incarcerated her soul, and soaked her heart in black. These things, of which she had no problem in doing and hadn't been caught doing, were now going to effect her life with Saemon. And Koho, in good concious, couldn't start of their new relationship by not owning up to her sins and facing the penalty for such crimes like murder, fleeing from the village and doing unspeakable things; some may have been considered worse than murder. So on this day, a fresh start to her new life, the Queen of Red awoke with a smile on her face and a heavy ruby on her finger. A naked shape would slide out from her covers, eyes adjusting to the bright lights that seeped into the room on a perfect level with her sharp blue eyes. A winch would say it all; too bright for waking up.
Koho would walk over to her cupboard, well not hers, but it certainly had a few of her dresses from Kiri. Shifting her hand through the layers of vertical fabrics, she would find a delightful little number that just scream 'where me to your execution'. The 3rd shifted her body into the little number and checked herself out in the mirror, twisting her body and standing on her tippy-toes to check all the areas that most would see from the behind.
She would find herself walking into the Kazekage tower, her hands clasped together, and her smile numbly lying on her face. Koho didn't really know what would happen, she didn't even know what to say to the Kazekage, but whatever way she was going to word her less than reputable actions, it wasn't going to end well for her anyway. There was nowhere to escape punishment for her crimes, even if her punishment was death, she would take it. Eh, one might be lying there. Anyway, the primpy Koho would make her way to the specified area, where she would request to speak with the man in charge; declaring her presence to be informed as 'deeply important'.
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Koho would walk over to her cupboard, well not hers, but it certainly had a few of her dresses from Kiri. Shifting her hand through the layers of vertical fabrics, she would find a delightful little number that just scream 'where me to your execution'. The 3rd shifted her body into the little number and checked herself out in the mirror, twisting her body and standing on her tippy-toes to check all the areas that most would see from the behind.
[Later that day]
She would find herself walking into the Kazekage tower, her hands clasped together, and her smile numbly lying on her face. Koho didn't really know what would happen, she didn't even know what to say to the Kazekage, but whatever way she was going to word her less than reputable actions, it wasn't going to end well for her anyway. There was nowhere to escape punishment for her crimes, even if her punishment was death, she would take it. Eh, one might be lying there. Anyway, the primpy Koho would make her way to the specified area, where she would request to speak with the man in charge; declaring her presence to be informed as 'deeply important'.
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