Narrow shoulders rise and fall in defeat when Yuna didn't give into her ushering. She just wanted a shower! Maybe if she bribed them...
She presses her lips together at Sephiroth's look.
Maybe she'd just strip down to her bikini right there.
Every ounce of feeling sorry for herself vanished into bubbling giddiness when the brunette motioned towards her hair. Twirling twin daggers with a flourish she hops to it, "You betcha! Rikku the barber at your service. Hold still!" There's a flurry of motion, her movements deft and careful. Rhythmic snipping sounds as hair slips away. She seems to be hacking a lot.
"Mmm." There's a head tilt at the question, the dream she woke up with has long since faded away, "It was hot, blistering. I remember somewhere thinking it felt like home, I'm from a desert island."
Finishing up, she takes a step back, brushing the errant strands of hair away from Yuna's neck. "All done. Nice, Mohawk alla Brother really suits you Yunie!"
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She presses her lips together at Sephiroth's look.
Maybe she'd just strip down to her bikini right there.
Every ounce of feeling sorry for herself vanished into bubbling giddiness when the brunette motioned towards her hair. Twirling twin daggers with a flourish she hops to it, "You betcha! Rikku the barber at your service. Hold still!" There's a flurry of motion, her movements deft and careful. Rhythmic snipping sounds as hair slips away. She seems to be hacking a lot.
"Mmm." There's a head tilt at the question, the dream she woke up with has long since faded away, "It was hot, blistering. I remember somewhere thinking it felt like home, I'm from a desert island."
Finishing up, she takes a step back, brushing the errant strands of hair away from Yuna's neck. "All done. Nice, Mohawk alla Brother really suits you Yunie!"