It was just basically a really bothersome set of problems that, if he didn't keep himself under control, he might wind up panicking, as he desperately wanted to do. All the stretching, bouncing, and moving might be good for her health, but it was doing a number on his nerves. Yet, he didn't leave, as he knew that she needed him to be there for her, and that the exercise was a good thing for her well being, if nothing else. In fact, she was working up a sweat, and looked like she'd need a nice bath to relax.
Then he realized just what a bath would entail for her, and who'd be responsible for giving her one.
That image honestly made him twitch, and forget the scene that her exercise was making in front of him for the moment.
Watching where Pink and Link were walking on the edge of the camp, Shampoo fought the urge to clench her jaw. She'd never liked those two ever since that incident years earlier, and now it grated on her nerves to be civil to the pair. Still, it would not do to show them anything but her skill at self control, since she'd had to spend time with them. Besides, it wasn't like the twins were like that pair of idiot males who kept on trying to touch her breasts! If she'd wanted to be groped by a male without a lick of sense, she'd have just kept Mousse around.
"What's the matter, groundling?" murmured someone off to her side. "Are you afraid of the battles that will come?"
Turning to face the Phoenix woman, Shampoo let her scowl go full force. "I'm not some coward, bird girl, and I'm not stupid. We both know that we haven't all be open and friendly."
"Ah, so having to deal with some of the others bothers you. I suppose that having to deal with you landbound folk does cause me some distress, but I'm always able to control it."
"How nice for you, Captain, but we Amazons have no trouble with keeping our focus."
Kiima gave a negligent shrug. "If you are, then that's wonderful. Though, I would suggest that you stop being petty about these things."
"I'm not, though I'm certain that you might have accepted some of it. Do you like the idea of those two animal boys staring and wanting to touch you? They do really seem interested in girls."
"You've made your point."
"Good, because I don't have to like people to go to battle with them. I wouldn't dishonor my village, family and self like that."
"I suppose that I can trust a sentiment like that."
"I'm glad," the Amazon replied.
"Dirt crawler."
"Flying fool."
Haruka had never seen the real necessity of going to a spa just to make herself pretty. For her to go, there had been other considerations, like the chance to get some relaxation, or to be able to get some health remedies. Primping hadn't ever been her concern, and she hadn't been one for lots of lace and frills.
Fortunately, neither were the ones making her over.
There was no tension in her body, but not simply from the drugs in her system at the moment. She was feeling rather comfortable with what was going on at the moment, as she understood why they would do certain things now. Before, she might have fought, and she knew that, but her thoughts had been cleared of the fear that she'd had back then.
Things were actually rather comfortable at the moment. Should one not cause trouble, either by crime or political uprising, life was pretty easy. There was stability, and the people were safe, as well as healthy. All of that was because of the Overlord, who ruled with a strong and firm hand, but one that was able of being kind as well as cruel.
All she had wanted to do was to make certain that the people were free and protected, which she now knew that they were. Sure, they weren't exactly able to rule their lands, but they were able to live however they wanted, so long as it wasn't physically dangerous. Only those who did something that would upset the way that things were got slapped down by the Overlord, and she was one of them.
But now she had a new understanding of things, and knew that she could work within the system, which wasn't the monstrosity that she had thought it was. In fact, she found herself wanting to uphold and protect it, instead of tearing it all down. And she was being put into a position where she could help do that.
The Heir needed someone like her, who could be strong and skilled, and was able to follow through on the hard decisions. He had a good heart, and was someone who cared about others, which meant that he had the sort of spirit that she would want to be caring for the empire, though he did need to have the strength and resolve to do what must be done.
That was where she came in. She could help and support him, making certain that things would be handled properly for him. It would be her pleasure to do what he would need, and ask of her. Supporting him would be something that she wanted to do, and she was pleased by being 'given' to him, without any illusions about what that would mean.
Certainly, he could grow into the sort of leader that she would want, and would need protection and advice, but she could feel the desire that she had for him. That was an intensely physical thing, that she knew that would make her so eager to be with him that she'd do it any time that he desired. But she had the self control to keep herself from showing that unless it was proper to. Of course, she knew that her emotional attachments to such a kind and generous guy were not of the sort that would push her to romantic feelings for him. It was not like she was that into such things, but then, she didn't need them to want to be with him. The fact that the idea of growing round with his child was very pleasing to her was an indication of how deeply she cared about him, but she wasn't certain that it was love... exactly.
So, she lay there and let herself enjoy what was being done to her. Amusement actually burbled up into her mind as she felt the slightly more full feeling of her breasts, as she'd heard other girls complaining that they wanted to be bigger in that regard. Callouses from all the exercise that she'd done were all taken away, and the old injuries and scars were treated. All of her physical strengths, both appearance wise, and literal, were tweaked to make the most of them.
Then had come the primping, which she could admit that she'd enjoyed. A stylist did her hair, cutting it so that it was still the short and no nonsense look that she'd wanted, but gave it more style and femininity to it. Workers went through what seemed like case after case of make up, looking for what would be just 'perfect' on her, from lipstick and eye shadow, to the various liners. Even a selection of perfumes were chosen for her. And that was followed by a group of people who picked out a wardrobe for her, including uniforms, casual outfits, dress clothes, and an assortment of lingerie, with panties being picked as well as teddies.
Glancing over, her eyes caught Michiru's as the other girl went through the same thing next to her, and they shared a small smile, while:
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