Nakahama

Ichitaiyo waited patiently under the shade of a shop's front, idly eating away some sorbet, awaiting the enigmatic tattoo'd Scorpion at peace.

With things having settled and no more vying did the interest of the governor, Kotori had chosen to take the afternoon off. She didn't go out as the scorpion, today she was letting her hair down, so to speak.

The figured that approached hardly looked like the traditionalist scorpion.

They wore a white sun dress to mid thigh, with a black jacket over the top with a pair of white flats. Floral y as toes peeked out from beneath the hem.

Her curls had been secured up in a messy bun, with a few stray pieces hanging down.

Perhaps the most startling piece of information was that she hadn't worn a veil.

She looked... normal.. if not for the part about being unreasonably attractive...

"You really couldn't wait?" She teased.

On the other side, Ichitaiyo looked like she had gone full native- with a couple of dark blue shorts, colorful sandals, and a khaki buttonup shirt, accessorized with sporty sunglasses.

For emphasis, Ichitaiyo took a bigger spoonful of her sorbet and smirked. "How can I not? Things just turned hotter."

Kotori raised an eyebrow curiously. "Did it...?" The corner of her lips curled into the slightest hint of a smirk. "Well, you seem to be taking to the island life."

She looked Ichitaiyo up and down. Too pale to fit in, but give it a little and she was sure some semblance of a tan might develop.

"I hope I do. I do plan to move here sooner than later." And Ichitaiyo took a little spoonful from her sorbet and offered it to the nimble scorpion.

"So, want to hide by not hiding?"