Jofune Tsurabisu
Suit Gang's Onmyouji Mystic/Older Brother Senpai
For some reason thought formed reality, and he was at the loincloth with the span of a heartbeat. Even faster was him putting it on, and tying it right. "Thank you." He said in another heartbeat, with his back to her. This started to freak Makano out a little. He replaced her jacket on her shoulders. "I am partially decent. That is, until I find someone skilled in making Onmyoji robes. Or my sack." he said at last his manness was covered up. Stretching, it felt like a whole new body for Makano, who's last memory was of him seeing pretty boy running away. "Name's Makano, and yours?" he asked fairly.