Choco-Vanilla Swirl! [Private/Mirja]

The Sahara Desert was crap! Hundreds of miles of dunes and sand and fuck all else. She had to cross it, through Egypt and Sudan then Etheopia to get into Somalia. She wanted to ask Hayden why Africa? Why not somewhere with less sand and more snow, like Norway? But then she was totally bias for that place and so said nothing. However, suddenly, in the hundreds of miles of emptiness, something pinged in her sensor. She had good distance on her Reiatsu perception, just lacked directional, she couldn't tell you where it was, only that it was. Which, now she had Slephnir, wasn't that much of a problem. Her shopping, however, was. Hmm....well, it's not like she couldn't afford to replace it, or that it would take days to arrive. So she dropped the backs, activated her awesome new flying gear, and launched herself into the air, activating the bracelets and anklets into the flight gauntlets and soared into the air.

Her eyes, were much sharper than most, and so here, a few thousand feet in the air, she could make out the ground easily. And there, she could see a non-camel shaped person standing around, looking lost. Well, it was a desert, people could get lost easily. Even Mirja, which is why she took off flying, rather than landing and running, the desert could get confusing and she wanted to keep her eye on the prize. Her mach one point five eye. It didn't take long to clear the distance between her and the new girl, landing hard on the desert floor and kicking up a lot of sand in her arrival. Close, now, she could sense it was a Shinigami, and a cute woman at that. Which was just perfect.

Here she was, in the middle of the desert, wearing a black-and-red Maid's uniform, about to introduce herself to a Shinigami. There was a reason she wore her Shihakusho when she went up there. But, that was besides the point.
"Hello, little Reaper. Did someone miscalibrate your Senkaimon? Ain't much in the Sahara, you know"

Mirja cocked her head softly as the girl asked why Mirja called her out here. Like she was blaming Mirja for her mistakes, or something. Little tike, Mirja felt like she should take the girl home and tickle her till she apologized. But that was for later, right now she needed to get out of the sun. Even with her resistance to temperature, this place was not agreeing with her.
"Honestly, if you have come for my Tulpa training, it's serendipitous that we should meet. But I didn't call you here, I called you about three hundred miles in that direction" she explained, fishing out her runes and casting a spread, one Health and two Ice runes.

Blood of the Jottun cooled her down considerably, which was nice. She could focus now.
"You can head that way yourself, and I'll see you in a couple of hours. Or you can come ride the Mirja Express. I promise I'll get you there in a couple of minutes, and you won't even have to worry about the air resistance. I've got a nifty technique for negating that. So, what'cha say? Wanna spend a few hours running through a desert, or a few minutes in the loving embrace of a Wolf girl? Of course, you could always return home. Tell the people there that you messed up on your calibration and that you need some help to get where you are going. I'm sure they won't laugh at you at all" She teased, grinning and swishing her tail as she leaned forwards. The girl sounded pretty conceited and full of herself, so she was probably pretty high in the Gotei. And so the sting to her pride that such an admittance would cause, well...Mirja hoped it was sufficient motivation to come with the Wolf Girl.