I scanned the room for any hint of intrigue as the Kazakage continued to speak, his demeanor as composed as ever. Yet, there was a flicker of something more personal in his tone when he mentioned his connection to Akkuma, though his expression remained unreadable. It was like trying to decipher the hidden layers of a well-versed sonnet.
Yuna, on the other hand, played the wise card, stressing the importance of trust within our ranks. Her words had a certain wisdom to them, but you know me, instincts are my thing. They whispered that there was more to this situation than met the eye. Trusting strangers had never been my strong suit. I mean, who could blame me? I’d never trust a man who chose water over bourbon, just as I’d never trust a girl who opted for those dainty ballerina flats when she could be rocking some killer wedges or lace-up heels with her summer outfit.
Despite my lingering doubts, I nodded in agreement with Yuna’s straightforward request. It was a smart move, diverting attention away from our true capabilities while secretly gathering intel through my own unique methods. My charm had never failed me in situations like these.
Then, a thought struck me like a bolt of lightning – if they were keeping such a close eye on Yuna, they must have noticed me too, simply because I was one of their own, a Cloud shinobi. But I knew they couldn’t have a complete read on my intentions or abilities. This was our golden ticket, a chance to play the game on our terms.
With a sly smile curling at my lips, I playfully chimed in, "Good plan. Should we seal the deal with a shot or a kiss, or perhaps something more daring?" My words hung in the air, dripping with that signature Big Hat Momo confidence. I stood up and spun my guitar around my shoulders and slung it over my back in a flashy display of showmanship. With a wink to the Kazakage, “Are you married Kazakage-sama?”
[mft]
[ooc: sry for the wait]
Yuna, on the other hand, played the wise card, stressing the importance of trust within our ranks. Her words had a certain wisdom to them, but you know me, instincts are my thing. They whispered that there was more to this situation than met the eye. Trusting strangers had never been my strong suit. I mean, who could blame me? I’d never trust a man who chose water over bourbon, just as I’d never trust a girl who opted for those dainty ballerina flats when she could be rocking some killer wedges or lace-up heels with her summer outfit.
Despite my lingering doubts, I nodded in agreement with Yuna’s straightforward request. It was a smart move, diverting attention away from our true capabilities while secretly gathering intel through my own unique methods. My charm had never failed me in situations like these.
Then, a thought struck me like a bolt of lightning – if they were keeping such a close eye on Yuna, they must have noticed me too, simply because I was one of their own, a Cloud shinobi. But I knew they couldn’t have a complete read on my intentions or abilities. This was our golden ticket, a chance to play the game on our terms.
With a sly smile curling at my lips, I playfully chimed in, "Good plan. Should we seal the deal with a shot or a kiss, or perhaps something more daring?" My words hung in the air, dripping with that signature Big Hat Momo confidence. I stood up and spun my guitar around my shoulders and slung it over my back in a flashy display of showmanship. With a wink to the Kazakage, “Are you married Kazakage-sama?”
[mft]
[ooc: sry for the wait]