you need a bloody shower [post-event mingle]

[bloodyashes]

Characters: Any and all!
Setting: Floor 77, sauna
Format: Action-mingle - start your own threads!
Summary: The event is over and everyone who was stuck in the dorms needs a serious bath.
Warnings: Post-event shenanigans? Also baths so p much everyone is at least partially naked.

And so now that you've made your way free of the hell that is the dorm rooms -

This floor mimics a sauna--there are three entrances: one for men, one for women, and one for mixed. Inside each room is the wooden interior one would expect. Outside each area is a small changing room with lockers--if you look, you'll find one with your name on it. The locker will only open up for you. It might be a good place to store things, actually...

- it's time for everyone to take a bath! There's both hot, steamy stalls and large hot spring pools - but you'd better hurry! It's gonna get crowded in here kind of fast.

And hey, keep that towel closed, there's children in here!

Comments

[Men's/Entrance]

[bashfulshifter]

[The past week has been absolutely dreadful--not just because of all the explosions and various injuries he sustained and the intolerably retched psychoradiation-induced headache he's had the last two days, but the constant worrying about everyone that he couldn't find, the idea that they were all suffering somewhere beneath the rubble or behind it and he could do nothing to help them.]

[This would likely explain why, upon coming to in his room that morning, Rick's first move was to leap from his bed and track down the rest of the Tower populace, just to affirm that he was no longer alone. It doesn't take him too long to find them collecting by the sauna floor; he hasn't frequented here, but honestly Rick is too busy trying to find his friends to be modest about walking around in a towel (although not enough for him to brave the mixed area).]

[He'll wander about the men's area for the most part, although he might linger in the entrance if he sees someone he recognizes before or after washing up. His greetings are unusual for someone that's gone through what they have: he'll give them a wide smile, and an enthusiastic wave to beckon whoever it is he's found to come join him.]

[alephbet]

[Aleph is more than willing to follow the beckon.]

You're all right, it looks like.

[bashfulshifter]

Ah--A lot b-better!

[He smiles, simultaneously warm and a little sad. Rick caught glimpses of Aleph working to clear rubble, so his happiness at seeing the other fellow again is somewhat tempered.]

I'm m-more w-w-worried about e-everyone else. [A beat.] --Y-You're doing okay?

[alephbet]

[Well he didn't see you because he just saw weird animals.]

Yeah. Tired and not up to doing anything strenuous, and I think I worked too long after the leak, but I'm alright.

[bashfulshifter]

[Fair!]

Y-You and me b-both. [Rick lightly kneads his temples.] H-Head still h-hurts a l-little bit...What w-was that, a-anyways?

[Humor him for a moment, Rick is grossly misinterpreting a couple of things right now.]

[alephbet]

Psychoradiation? Not sure. I know what radiation is and it can get nasty...

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick nods, but he pulls a face, somewhat distracted.]

Yeah, I...th--thought so. [He scratches his chin.] You think th--that's w-what was m-making the n-noise, then? A...l-leak, or s-s-something?

[alephbet]

Probably. I didn't get my weird feelings of being watched until I was working up there during the leak Riki warned us about.

[bashfulshifter]

[The level of concern on Rick's face doubles, assuming concerned expressions can be empirically measured. You know.]

...Being w-w-watched?

[alephbet]

At one point I could've sworn somebody tapped on my shoulder... something. But I never saw anything there.

[bashfulshifter]

[He squints and scratches his chin.]

...S-Strange...I n-never g-got that f-f-feeling w-when I w-was a-around there. [A beat.] ...How l-long were you w-w-working?

[alephbet]

Two and a half hours. I checked.

[bashfulshifter]

[Without actually thinking about it: ]

Only?

[alephbet]

How much longer did you stay?

[bashfulshifter]

He goes bright red with embarrassment.]

...M-Most of the m-morning...I l-lost t-t-track of time. F-Four hours, m-maybe?

[alephbet]

That was a little bit stupid.

[Telling it like it is.]

[bashfulshifter]

[Rick shuffles his feet while the rest of his face is taken over with blush.]

...Yeah.

[Don't worry Aleph, Rick told himself just how stupid that was every second of the two days he was stuck in the infirmary with a crippling headache. It was about all he could focus on doing, anyways.]

[alephbet]

Are you feeling all right now?

[bashfulshifter]

--Y-Yeah, yeah. [He nods stiffly.] S-Still, ah...h-have a bit of a h-headache, but...

[Suddenly he laughs.]

...keep f-finding m-myself t-t-tapping my foot...I-I'll have that s-stuck in my h-head for w-weeks.

[alephbet]

...Did they play an annoyingly catchy song in your head?

[bashfulshifter]

--Nah, just--the b-beat. Uh. A beat. L-Like a...b-buzzing. K-Kept g-getting louder u-until it w-was...in my h-head or s-something. It was r-really weird.

[alephbet]

That is weird. I like the annoying song idea better.

[bashfulshifter]

...Yeah...me too. [He frowns.] ...C-Couldn't even th--think s-straight, by the e-end of it. Gave me a m-m-miserable h-headache.

[alephbet]

I'm sorry to hear that. At least it's fading now.