Went down to Santa Fe, where Renoir paints the walls

Raijin had quite enjoyed his time with Sedna the weeks prior and a part of him wanted to seek her out for another go. It had been a good while since he’d fooled around with anyone and he found he’d missed the intimacy that came with it, even if it was just a quick fling. Thus, he was quite pleased when her scent wafted over to him on the breeze when he was doing a quick round of the Abaven border. That pleasure quickly turned into a bit of panic when an unmistakable scent mixed with it. Surely not, though, he thought. He’d been careful and he could have sworn Sedna had said that she was taking precautions…hadn’t she? Or had he made that assumption due to her status as a healer?

The man abandoned the border and followed after her scent, arriving just in time to see her spew a puke rainbow over the side of the cliff. “Nice aim, you got some distance with that one,” he mused, trying to hide the nervousness behind his voice. ”Did you eat some bad fish?” he inquired, hoping to be right.

"Genji Raijin"