Sabado :: Inari & Jongin
There was something so soothing about the crisp air that came with the moon. It cloaked her in a vibrancy that only illuminated her immortality and celestial aura. Very rarely did Inari feel the need to explore the night by partaking in the rather human ritual of dancing under flashing lights and loud music, but there was something about the ritual she found appealing on nights like this. Perhaps it was the promise of liquor or maybe even the dull sense of mortality she was able to taste in it. Whatever it was - she wanted to explore it more.
A tight black dress clung to her curves, a fashion she wasn’t necessarily comfortable with, but still wore with a dangerous charm. Black always accentuated the paleness of her complexion and intensified the natural pink of her cheeks and lips. Ebony ringlets framed her face and danced along her lower back with each provocative step. Her entrance into the club setting wasn’t at all dramatic, but it was almost immediately apparent that a goddess was present.
What she loved about this realm was the fact that eyes never lingered on her for too long, unlike her life in Japan. Her presence always brought on a stillness that made her uncomfortable and often times scared away any mortal who dare fall under her fissure. Here, things were very different. She was just one of them, another immortal, but even with that knowledge it was hard not to crumble under her godly beauty.
Flashes of light played along her body as she immediately made her way to the bar, a small smile gracing her features the moment her fingertips came into contact with the chill glass of a shot. Although she avoided drinking, it was hard to deny it when it was so eagerly waiting for her. What was expected from one of the goddesses of sake?
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