"Where is that girl..." Amaya couldn't believe that Saori would do this to her on the day of the MTI meeting. Her other children, Satoko and Shino, had been rearranging the spa all day in preparation for the clientele and business function tonight. It might not have been mandatory, but every minute impression left upon customers of this caliber would reverberate as the onsen's legacy for the foreseeable future in the minds of visitors.
Looking to the environ around her, she closed her eyes as her outfit liquified and shifted about her. Aura and energy combined as her body became a series of colors suspended by natural energies, her head now a mask encircling a glowing blue moon suspended as a wisp in ether.
The spa itself gained many lunar themed fixtures and light displays, Amaya watching her recolored duplicates manufacturing the inner structure to maintain their reputation as having a unique layouy per customer set. The violet copy, Saori, was missing, as usual. It was her only purpose to maintain this building, and she still opted to linger with rebellious youth. Very aggravating...
