Once again, Alisa just couldn't quite resist the urge of sending her thought projection elsewhere... This time around though, she chose no place other than her own home, the Guild Hall of Blue Pegasus. Here of all places, few would ever mistake the Master's presence for an early departure from her Myras campaign, even at the sight of the bare naked sculptress, wearing nothing but a fuzzy white towel tucked around her full, pliant bust for a measure of modesty, idly soaking in Blue Pegasus' hot tub...
"Good think I had this is installed...", she mused aloud, boasting no small measure of pride at her decision, even if she felt that her decorations still required quite a bit more than simply a new hot tub. That said, she couldn't quite commit to those until she'd well and truly returned to Myras. For now though, she simply sighed and relaxed as she soaked in the sizzling heat, crossing her legs under the water as her arms draped out to either side.
Hot springs could work wonders for your skin after all... Except these weren't hot springs... And Alisa's body wasn't even her real physical form. She could feel her way around well enough though, a cool summer breeze against her cheeks, the earthy scent after the pouring rain has passed, or in this case... The hot, broiling water bubbling around her smooth, pale skin, envelloping every last inch of that curvaceous, full figured form in a sweltering, soothing embrace that had Alisa tilting her head back with a smile, letting out a low, breathy sigh that sounded almost like a purr:
"Mmmmm~... Now here's something Myras can't offer~..."
That was probably a stretch mind you, and Alisa knew it. But the city of metalworkers felt unsurprisingly stiff for the most part, as ironic as it might have sounded. All work and no fun for the most part, that much was true, even if their craftsmanship certainly had the potential to come out brilliant when made by one of the more skilled craftsmen...
Using Thought Projection (Mana: 1,000/10,000)