[About twenty minutes later... a photo attachment is sent through. Someone else was requested to take it, it seems, because their thumb is partially in the corner, but the subject is Kiritsubo, her kimono robe loose down around her waist, lounging topless in a lazy sprawl upon her belly with the intricate tattoo of a sword stabbing through a peony heart upon her back on full display, propped up on her elbows and smiling at the camera, her kiseru pipe dangling from her fingers. A pose befitting a woman tanning at the beach... but it's one of the flower-rich grassy clearings in The Vale.]
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[About twenty minutes later... a photo attachment is sent through. Someone else was requested to take it, it seems, because their thumb is partially in the corner, but the subject is Kiritsubo, her kimono robe loose down around her waist, lounging topless in a lazy sprawl upon her belly with the intricate tattoo of a sword stabbing through a peony heart upon her back on full display, propped up on her elbows and smiling at the camera, her kiseru pipe dangling from her fingers. A pose befitting a woman tanning at the beach... but it's one of the flower-rich grassy clearings in The Vale.]