"Please enjoy your stay!"
That is what her hostesses had told her each time she came to the Bathhouse. It was a truly lovely place to stay, but each visit seemed to blur into itself since Lan had left this lifestyle. All the senshi had to look forward to was loving the women who swooned over her, and then leaving them the next day.
It was the duty of a soldier to leave.
However, thanks to Lan, the senshi had learned one of the secrets to the Bathhouse.
"Every room has a token in it," she had been told. "It is something that we encourage the patrons to take with them, though not all of them even find the token, despite the fact we put them in pretty common places."
It probably had something to do with patrons like the senshi who were after one thing only.
However, after learning the secret, the senshi came to find another reason to go to the Bathhouse. Every time she came for a stay, her belt jingled proudly of the many ornate Odea and Jade Mantis charms she had collected.
It had become a symbol of how many women she had conquered, despite the fact it was meant to symbolize the hospitality of the Bathhouse staff.
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Antiope nuzzled against her traveling companion's ample bosom before realizing it wasn't a pillow. She flushed mildly, but didn't seem embarrassed by the action. With a sleepy sort of smile, she rolled away from the still slumbering Galena.
Bruce could watch over the Captain, as the mantis senshi made certain Galena was still covered by the towel before crawling off.
"...by the water basin..."
Now, it had been years since there was water in the water basin, however, a lovely black bowl with gold paint decorating the outside was set to the edge of the room. To the left side of the object was a charm in the shape of a Praying Mantis. It was made of a metal that seemed like a light greenish-gold color, and had tiny jade green sections to signify eyes and wings.
Without seeming to even know what she was doing, the senshi had stuffed the small, ornate object into her fuku's top. It seemed as if sleep was still lingering in Antiope's eyes.
Rather than fight the feeling, Antiope crawled back into the futon, snuggling back up against the Captain. It was easy to slip back to sleep with someone so warm at her side.
