Thread: Tokyo Trip: Interactive Fiction

So as I'm writing this, the Samantha option won for the first poll, so I guess that we got our share of FxF lovers around. Lets continue. Sleepless and unnerving, that was how the flight had been for Samantha. She had tried to sleep or distract herself with movies and music to no avail, her body ranging from fidgeting on the seat to walking around the plane, sitting back down when the flight assistants looked at her weird. How could she rest? How could she sit still when she was going to do it? A dream come true, it was happening. She was going to Japan. Just thinking of it made her shiver, wondering if she was going to wake up home anytime soon but no, it was real. Too real perhaps, as the long hours of plane trip were ending with her patience, not that she had much of it to begin with. Once they finally landed, just walking through the Haneda airport was crazy and weird, as escalators and vending machines had their own voice, she looked everywhere with wide open eyes while effortlessly carrying a backpack as hand luggage. As her eyes wandered here and there, she couldn't help but notice that Samantha herself was the object of a few discreet looks, although no one stared at her for long. Hahhh... Sam half laughed half sighed, scratching her short blonde hair with her free hand. She did expect it to feel weird, but she was sort of accustomed to those looks. Around six feet and four inches tall, somewhat around 192 centimeters for the Japanese, Samantha was already tall where she came from, and that feature of her was even more patent around Japanese people. The rest of her was sized accordingly, and the end result could hardly be identified as the huge otaku she was, her bulky frame making her look more of an athlete than a model. She honored her looks though, since Samantha had a basketball scholarship in college and was using her saved money and a couple of August weeks free to travel far away to the land of her dreams. She started basketball because she loved Slam Dunk, an old and inspiring sport manga about a delinquent that got into basketball. Not that she had been a bully before, but even with her size she never thought of doing any kind of sport until she read that manga. She waited until she could retrieve her main luggage and went through passport control, causing even more looks of awe. It was true that she wasn't an specially voluptuous woman, but it was mainly because her assets were hidden by a tracksuit and even if they weren't, would look smaller than they were in her big frame. Sizes that would make a smaller woman garner lewd looks everywhere just looked adequate on her. Getting out of the arrival area, she looked around for the guide that she had contacted through email. Expecting an old man like the ones of the pictures on the guide website, she searched for any with a sign with her name, to found nothing. And yet, beyond a bit of a crowd, Samantha took advantage of her height to notice a small Japanese girl holding a sign with Sam written on it. It couldn't be, it was so odd and out of one of her series that Samantha had to blink twice, and yet, there she was. Hi, excuse me, I think you may be waiting for me... Samantha tried to be as delicate as possible, keeping a bit of a distance between her and the girl so she didn't have to look down her. Furukawa-san? she ventured, noticing how cute and completely lost the girl looked. Wanted to update earlier, but I was quite busy. The question of this update gravitates around Aoi's reaction to Samantha's presence As always comments are allowed here, no problem.