Wanna Play A Game? [Komugi, Kei Saionji]

Aaand, there! Finally straight.

Komugi was at work organizing the small recreational room for her meeting with a fellow seated member she didn't get to speak much to, hoping Kei was fine with a game of Shogi over tea and biscuits, wondering if she'd ever drunken the variety she brewed today. Seats were nice and kneelable, table was set, and the room overall looked nice and orderly, the steady glow of a nearby wall light breaking the darkness that dusk gifted the room.

Now she just had to sit and wait, good thing she had a big night-breakfast.

"Third Seat Saionji-san! Konbanwa, youkoso!" Her cheerful high voice came with a hop to her feet in greeting of the expected party, giving a little bow in return with the curling and fidgeting of her tail behind her, "Don't worry, don't worry! Things have been neverendingly hectic, heck I haven't had a chance to so much as say a hi to most of the other seated members lately. I'm just happy we finally get a bit of reprieve."

A nod to the question of taking a seat, she'd go on to take her place on one end of the table, grasping the kettle and pouring them both a cup of tea with calm grace for the energetic cat, her tail swishing in anticipation of the meeting,

"So how have you been holding up with everything? Guests move first, by the way," She'd give a casual gesturing to the board, a smile on her bright face.

Sitting cross legged, her bright feline smile would drop a bit when... Oh gosh she hadn't played in a while?! That provoked the small shinigami to erupt in purring laughter, "Oh! Don't worry! I hardly know the rules myself, I just watched whenever my baby cousins played against my aunt. Shizuna's the master from my household; I always tell her to go to an inner district and maybe find a competition or something, but she's just SO shy!"

She recalled her little cousin's weepy face whenever the mere idea of even leaving their village was proposed; she blamed Ojiisan for scaring her with stories when she was still small, Humph. Pouring tea for the both of them, she pondered the conversation,

"Ohh yeah, I was thinking to start a club or something," She'd shrug, though stuck her nose up at the thought of someone being fussy about, living world tickets?! Aren't they supposed to be doing their job, not goofing off?! "I've been alright, apart from the absolute GORING I got on the field, hah. Well it wasn't that bad, but the hollows I had to take care of were NOT easy. Tch, they wouldn't even let me get a torn ear out of it, can you believe that?! What am I supposed to tell my little cousins?"

"Oh yknow," Her tail swished a bit with the idea, "Maybe like a self improvement club or something? I don't have much in mind other than something inclusive. There's outliers aplenty nowadays, I want them all to feel welcome n' stuff."

The gentle clack of claws on tile initiated her move, a soft grasp of her cup would bring the tea to her lips. The grassy taste would be offputting with lower quality, but it was a nice mix of gentle sweetness with earthiness - great thing her sources didn't lead her astray on good tea! Placing her cup down, her bright eyes were alerted by Saionji's shift in mood; the times were really wearing on her, huh..? A flash of concern hit the felid's face, but she quickly corrected herself, she couldn't go about looking all mopey when everyone else was, they needed some encouraging feedback. If she had to be the only one smiling, that was just what she had to do; giving into the exhaustion was just an admittance of defeat.

"Yeah cousins! Oh- oh wait that reminds me, my Nara-chan's nursing again!" She'd smile fondly as she'd look through her shihakusho for that photo - her and Oji-san needed all the hands they could get, and even after all this time their love didn't wane. It was real sweet, she hoped she'd meet a guy that great! Well, she ought to, Oji-san might kill him if he was awful to her. Right, photo... Photo...

She paused her searching with that sudden question, blinking twice in silence for a moment... Before letting out a loud laugh, "Oh no! You're fine, you have no idea how often I get questions like that," She'd wiggle the ears atop her head briefly, "Nope, these are my ears! Just one pair; would be weird if I had two sets, yknow?"

Aha! Found it! Was in her belt for some reason... "Here's the photo I got in the mail by the way...! He's so cute, I don't think they decided on a name yet."

In the photo, was a rather lanky looking fox woman with pale, pinkish fur, holding a bundled up infant in her arms with similar features to her. Her smile was soft, but her eyes were sharp, as if staring directly at the person who witnessed the photo regardless of orientation.

"Oh yeah, my Nara-chan's real pretty. My Obaasan apparently had a similar color when she was younger, I think? Or was it Ojiisan..."

She could hardly imagine that huffy old fox to be pink, even with his fur whitening he looked more like he would've been beige or somethi... Oh. Her ears perked up when the real question popped up, brow raised up before she'd erupt in a bit of laughter over the misunderstanding.

"Oh no, no no! I'm adopted!" She'd say while laughing, a distinct purr to her voice as she'd wave and rub one of her eyes, "If I was related to them, i'd look more like a fox or a wolf! And would be a whole lot bigger... Curses seems pretty consistent on that at least. Hah. Sorry, that was too funny... But I get where you'd be confused, phew..."