On a cloudy morning, a woman stared at herself in the mirror, from the comfort of her luxurious suite. Her wet hair barely clinging to her smooth skin suggested she'd gotten out of the bath a good few minutes ago, and since then she'd had plenty pf time to get dressed. But she hadn't. Clad in nothing but a set of black, lacy lingerie, she shifted indecisively between the different options for clothing she had avaliable before her. Choosing her outfit actually proved like a genuine challenge this time, between the clothes she's just bought and the outfits she brought to baska, Alisa had simply two many options to choose from. Well, actually just two or three, but when it comes to looking just right, Alisa simply spared no expenses... And no time...
"Well, I guess I'll go with this one.", looking at the time forced her decision, not any overwhelming urge to wear that particular garment. Tight, sheer blouse and vest hugging her upper body, squeezing her full bosom into a comfortable cleavage, and below a set of black tights and pleated white skirt highlighting her legs, hips and rear in all their shapely glory.
She defenitely looked gorgeous, but then, she always managed at least that much with the slightest bit of careful preparation. Yet even then, simply admiring her stunning reflexion didn't put the same wide smile on her face as it usually did. She wanted something different perhaps? Maybe, and in that case she'd probably end up shopping for clothes at the end of the day... Again. As she finished getting dressed, she strapped her katana to her hip and grabbed an umbrella, then finally headed out to meet her friend. Hopefully she hadn't kept Arisa waiting too long, as she walked through the streets with a slightly faster pace than her usual, her faint splashes mixing with clacking heels reaching her ears at every step she took. It had rained rather heavily that night and it might very well rain again soon...
"Good morning Ari~! I trust I didn't keep you waiting too long?", Alisa smiled, waved, and greeted her best friend, bringing her hands together in front of her. Rubbing her wrist in an almost apologetic gesture, she'd tilt her head slightly as she approached the meeting place
They had simple plans for today, not too different from what they'd been doing so far. Baska still had plenty of work left undone - or so they hoped - and by heading out early like this, the two powerful mages fully intended on getting all the first picks, right when they were ripe for... Well, picking.