Eyes on MeWith the amount of time it took for Asahi to firmly decide on what he was going to wear, Arashi had managed to at least get herself clean enough so that she wouldn't be a possible danger with sand rushing out from her pores. It was always a challenge when your very being seemed to draw dust, but Arashi had managed to come to terms with this issue over the years.
It was what allowed for her to appear at least someone clean by appearance. Still, the task allow made the effort just as tedious on occasion. But if she to preach the idea of having a life outside of being a Jinchuuriki, she had better well walk it.
As she continued to make herself presentable, she'd stop short of going for her previous choice, thinking over the possible conflict that may come with looking too causal. Of course, considering that the mind-set was just to be hanging out, it wouldn't be that much of a bad thing right?
Though, as doubt seeped in, so did her own thoughts on how this was supposed to be a relaxing time for both her and Asahi. Meaning, she didn't need to be in her head so much. This wasn't something that should even be an issue as she trusted Asahi completely. Her own past aside, he had done nothing to make her feel insecure of anything about herself. Worried as he may have been at times, he had enough confidence in her to indulge much of her crazy antics.
So why wasn't it so simple?
Why was it that she could fight bandits, monsters, deadly shinobi and wild animals with ease, but when it came to Asahi, she felt like she was fighting every poor thought she ever had about herself?
Did she feel like she wasn't good enough?
There was probably some truth to that thought....but not tonight...or at least...not right now anyway...
As she finished getting ready, the young woman would finally emerge from the bathroom, her hands resting at her sides as she then leaned against the entrance with a blank expression.
Looking him over as he appeared to be checking himself within the mirror, the Jounin would raise her brow with a shocked expression as her mouth open part ways. It took her three seconds to realize she was staring, though another lapses after she realized her mouth was hanging open.
"Wow..ya look...dashing..."
Arashi's own appearance was certainly a far cry from the normal beach ware she had donned previously. While she clearly had managed to keep the hair from her attempt at cosplay, her garment was that of a light red dress, the fabric crossing the length of her shoulder holding it upon her form as she then pulled away from the wall as she moved toward him.
The slight glimmer of the golden collar across her neck, complimented by the almost adorned Saeko earrings left her feeling somewhat overdressed.
"And here I was worried that the costume had just been hiding it...ya definitely have trimmed up..."
Winking at him, Arashi would begin to make her way toward the door as she then nodded her head to it with a smirk while moving strands of hair behind her left ear.
"So...ready?"
Behind her smile was definitely a bundle of nerves ready to burst, she like she had reminded herself. It was fine to play dress up tonight. Not to mention that as Asahi had said...this was just two friends...going to hang out in a new setting...nothing weird to overthink about.