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[h3][sup]Tending to her duties at the Torigoya Onsen[/sup][/h3][/center][hr]
[color=#0FFFA7]”Robin, would you be a dear and take the herbal soak the women’s room?”[/color] The pipe was plucked from between her teeth before she gestured toward the large pot ‘Sparrow’ had been previously stirring. The steeping of medicinal herbs filled the large entry room with an aromatic mist, giving off a holistic calming sensation. 

    Robin, a girl clad in a lilac kimono artistically decorated with the prints of what seemed to be various flowers in a dark blue dye. This employee of the onsen fit the mold visually more-so than the other bird-named personage. Long black hair cleanly fell at a length of her central back, with her curtain bangs cut above her brows. This one even spoke, [b]”Yes ma’am.”[/b] she chirped out in a mousy tone despite the fact that she was the tallest person in the immediate area. 

    Everyone here seemed to have a job, with soft footfalls of a few other figures being heard in the separate rooms throughout the bath house. Robin grunted as she heave-ho’d to lift the tub filled with the mixture and slowly waddled down a long hallway. The location designed for women specifically was marked with beautifully painted sakura flowers along the paper panels, while the opposite side held spider lilies that were carried along the wind for men. The wooden pot would plop down loudly with a little bit of the water splashing out, though Mura paid no mind to it as she kept her eyes locked upon the door.

[color=#0FFFA7]”Oh— that friendly man who sells takoyaki with his wife are setting up their stand again.”[/color] The front-facing onsen windows faced a building directly opposite to them where a company of carpenters lived. There wouldn’t be any sign of the vendors she spoke of, but the crimson eyes of Mura flicked from left to right as if her vision was elsewhere. The trance would be broken as she looked to the youngest members of her ensemble as Robin and Sparrow returned to the front room. [color=#0FFFA7]“You two have worked hard today, take my purse and go buy yourself some. Just don’t take too long, I expect we’ll have a busier evening than usual.”[/color]

    There a moment of silent communication between the proprietress and the two youths. They’d then look amongst themselves with starry eyes before darting for the black suede purse set directly next to Mura, fighting over who would get to hold it briefly before rushing out the door with Robin hurriedly peeping, [b]”Thank you ma’am!”[/b]

    The proprietress would smile warmly, offering the pair a wave as they left. But of course, they did not leave her sight as she watched from on high through the eyes of many ravens that made their nests upon the rooftops. Her perception would split as her expression grew colder. The reasoning for this, of course, being the large number of recognizable individuals arriving at her onsen. She’d seen a few of them alone, separate from the rest— but such a large gathering obviously ignited her nerves to such a degree that a pit formed in her stomach.

   [color=#0FFFA7] “Welcome, welcome! Please make yourselves comfortable, many of baths have just been refilled and some salves have been set out in the rooms if you have any particularly painful areas.”[/color] Mura was a masterful actress, as anyone who wished to blend in to society for hundreds of years would be. Her face glowed with a warm radiance, like a sun, fully intent on broadcasting a charitable hospitality that such a woman should have.