Set your faith in my hands - close your eyes, let go, you'll see
Hotaru is tying off a line of stitches when Atlas' ear turns towards the door, a wordless alert trickling across their bond. He's quite a good replacement for a bell, and she huffs a laugh at his indignant response as the door swings open. The woman who steps through is beautiful, hair a golden cloud not unlike her own with warm dark skin and molten irises that reflect the firelight from the far wall. Hotaru sets her fabric down and maneuvers on light feet around the desk, smile welcoming if eternally tinged with a come-hither overtone. "Hi there, welcome in," she greets, gesturing gracefully to the general area.
Resting her hip against the desk, she removes the thimble from her thumb and tucks her hair behind her ear, giving the woman a once over with her bi-toned gaze. "I'm Hotaru, what can I call you?" It's an eternal difficulty to not add endearments and flirtations to her words when she's working, but she has an image of professionalism to uphold. That and she isn't looking to give the wrong impression about her massages; she's quite proud of what she offers, even if Halo is unfairly filled with beautiful denizens. "Looking for something particular today?" Most started with the mud bath, unwilling to have a stranger touching them so intimately at first, but her clientele almost always warms up to her eventually, moving on to other services.
Resting her hip against the desk, she removes the thimble from her thumb and tucks her hair behind her ear, giving the woman a once over with her bi-toned gaze. "I'm Hotaru, what can I call you?" It's an eternal difficulty to not add endearments and flirtations to her words when she's working, but she has an image of professionalism to uphold. That and she isn't looking to give the wrong impression about her massages; she's quite proud of what she offers, even if Halo is unfairly filled with beautiful denizens. "Looking for something particular today?" Most started with the mud bath, unwilling to have a stranger touching them so intimately at first, but her clientele almost always warms up to her eventually, moving on to other services.
HOTARU
