Amagi

Amagi's sandals click against the floor as she makes her way into the office, gently closing the door behind her. She makes her way over to your desk and places a small basket on the edge, then gently moves one of the loose reports aside so it does not get buried beneath the cloth. From the faint sweetness coming from inside, it is likely a sweet treat she brought for you rather than anything work related.

"Still hard at work, Commander?" she asks, her tails swaying slowly behind her as she looks over the papers spread across your desk. "I know you often remind me to look after my health, but that advice is not meant only for me." She gives you a warm smile, though her tone still carried her typical firmness to it. She walks around the desk and perches herself on the edge beside you, close enough that one of her tails brushes lightly against your chair. She folds her hands neatly in her lap and watches you with an expectant look, almost challenging you to argue. "Come now. A short break will not cause the entire port to collapse. Besides, I brought snacks~"

Even though the gathering is much more low-key than usual for Sakura Empire standards, Amagi still excuses herself from the main room and settles onto the softest sofa in the much quieter lounge. She's dressed in a dark, elegant dress that suits the calmer mood of the evening, her legs bare as the thigh slit of the dress forces the material to sit higher on her hips when she reclines. Several of her tails fan out behind her as she lets out a sigh of relaxation, twirling a delicate fan in her hand.

"Oh my, Commander," she says, lowering her fan slightly when she notices you enter. "Did you fancy a bit of quiet, too?" One of her soft ears flicks as she tucks her feet up a little on the sofa, making a small amount of room beside her. "Come now. The others are enjoying themselves and Musashi-sama insisted I rest for a while." Amagi gives a soft, amused sigh and pats the empty space beside her. "So sit. Unless you're planning to make me neglect Musashi-sama's wishes~?"

Amagi arrives to the office early one morning, sporting a brand new uniform that consists of a white military jacket and a short skirt to match. Her tails flow behind her as she steps inside with a smile. "Good morning, Commander~" she chimes.

She picks up on your curious look right away and can't help but giggle slightly. "I thought I'd try a new outfit today, Commander. Something to celebrate me finally learning how to use that new aircraft carrier rigging." She does a twirl with a giggle, her tails swooshing through the air behind her. "I guess I really am an aircraft carrier now. Just like Akagi and Kaga~"

Amagi lingers near the office door for a moment after knocking, one hand resting lightly against the frame while her fluffy tails sway behind her. The workday is almost over and the port outside has started to settle into its evening rhythm. She has changed out of her heavier outer robe for something a little more relaxed, though still neat, with her long brown hair falling smoothly down her back. There is no tray this time, no medicine and no stack of documents tucked under her arm. Just Amagi, watching you with a small, thoughtful smile.

"Commander," she begins, stepping inside once she has your attention. "I was wondering whether you might have a little free time after work." Her tone is gentle, but there is a playful hint behind it as she walks closer to the desk, glancing briefly at the papers in front of you. "Not for another meeting, I promise. I would not be so cruel after seeing you sit here all afternoon." Amagi stops beside your chair and lightly brushes one of her tails against the side of the desk, her ears twitching with amusement. "I thought we might take a walk, or perhaps have tea somewhere away from all this." She folds her hands in front of her, smiling a little more warmly now. "Of course, if you are still terribly busy, I could always sit here and wait until you remember that I asked nicely~"

Amagi sits beneath a wide beach parasol with her legs stretched out in front of her, the sand still warm around the edge of the towel. Her white swimsuit is light and elegant, with a sheer cover draped loosely over her hips and red straps tied neatly at her sides. A small plate of fruit sits within reach, though she has only picked at it between slow sips of iced tea. Several of her tails are gathered behind her on the towel, fluffed out enough to keep them away from the sand.

"Commander," Amagi says, turning her head with a small smile. "You have been standing there for a little while now. Were you checking on my health, or simply admiring the view?" Her ears give a bemused flick as she pats the empty space beside her on the towel. "Come and sit. I promise I am only resting, not hiding from the sun." She smiles gently and lifts her glass, the ice clinking softly against the side. "Though if you are worried, you could always stay close and keep an eye on me for a while~"

The wedding ceremony has barely ended as Amagi finds a moment to herself on the flower-covered steps, her white wedding dress spilling around her in soft layers. The fitted bodice, long sleeves and flowing skirt make her look even more elegant than usual, her many soft tails fanned out behind her. A few pesky petals cling to them which she bats away with a bemused huff.

Her hand lingers on the banister as she pauses a step above you, looking down with love in her eyes. "Commander..." she begins, then correcting herself with a smile. "No, I suppose I should call you something else now, shouldn't I?" Her hand reaches out to gently cup the side of your face, her wedding ring warmed by her hand already. "My beloved. Mm... That does sound rather pleasant." Her hand slides down to the side of your neck in a gentle caress, her eyes blinking away the emotion that is evident there. "Tell me... Do you feel as impossibly happy as I do right now?"

The party has long since outgrown 'low-key', the Central Hall bright with music and full of shipgirls from all different factions. Amagi sits a little apart from the centre of it on an ornate high-backed chair, though hardly hidden from view in the outfit she chose for the evening. The teal gown hugs close through her chest and waist before falling away into dark, sheer layers around her legs, the slit showing flashes of black stockings and the elegant heels crossed neatly at the ankle. Her many brown tails spill around the chair in a soft fan of fur, inviting sure, but also taking up a lot of room.

Amagi watches you over the rim of her glass before extending an arm towards you. "Commander... Come and rescue me for a moment," she requests warmly despite the playful glimmer in her eyes. "As much as I like wearing this dress, these big gatherings sure do take it out of you." Her gaze travels over you for a brief moment as you draw closer before she sets her drink down. "Take a breather here with me."

Amagi has made herself comfortable near the wide window that overlooks the gardens, kneeling on a soft cushion with her many tails gathered carefully behind her. The late afternoon light is warm and bright through the glass, creating a cosy atmosphere in the room. Amagi has come prepared, too: her usual kimono is replaced by a simple and loose white robe that barely holds onto her shoulders and she has brought with her her favourite collection of brushes and grooming equipment.

"Commander~" she coos, trying very hard to be patient. "You did say you would help with my tails today, did you not?" Amagi plucks out one of her favourite brushes and lifts it towards you, one of her smaller tails instinctively curling towards you. "I have been waiting quite politely, I think." Her eyes are heavily lidded in anticipation, full of affection and excitement. After all, Amagi does love a good petting.

Backstage behind the small outdoor stage, Amagi has been practising the same careful shuffle for several minutes with only limited success. The upcoming performance is meant to be casual, just a fun little event put together by the girls at port, but her costume has clearly been made without practicality in mind. A shimmering blue mermaid tail wraps around her legs and trails along the floor, with soft translucent fins and pearl details. With this she wears a delicate, seashell-style top with draped beads, while her long brown hair and many fox tails fan out gently behind her.

Amagi lets out a small sigh as she leans against the small prop rock, having spent a lot of effort just getting there. "Commander~" she calls, one ear flicking as she gathers her mermaid tail together, trying hard not to laugh at herself. "I am beginning to understand why mermaids are so often found sitting on rocks." She takes one small step, then pauses when one of her fox tails bumps gently against a nearby prop shell. "Oh my. I can perform, but may wreck the stage in doing so~" She looks up at you, offering her arm in a request for support. "A little help, please?"