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

[floreatnoctem]

[Somewhere, someone's killing intent just shot through the roof.

Chidori raises her eyebrows at that, shaking her head, somewhere between amusement and disbelief.]

My, that's asking for trouble, don't you think?

[puppy_lancer]

I can handle a little trouble. I'm a hero, you know.

1/2

[floreatnoctem]

...hmm.

[She closes her eyes a moment, as if thinking- in actuality, she's getting a better picture of him with Hecate's help. She half-opens her eyes, irises glowing faintly, and looks over at him.]

Well. You're fast, and decently strong too... The kind of statistics that serve well for getting things done quickly.

2/2

[floreatnoctem]

[She blinks though, and expression surprisingly mild, adds-]

Though all things considered, I wouldn't go making enemies of too many strong women in your attempts to get lucky- your statistics will fail you there.

[puppy_lancer]

...

[He pouts and sinks further into the water.]

Oh, come on! It's not that bad!

[floreatnoctem]

[She raises her eyebrows even further, and they disappear behind her bangs.]

Are you really sure about that?

[puppy_lancer]

Of course! I was able to meet many lovely ladies who accepted me!

[Well, back in Ireland, at least.]

[floreatnoctem]

Was that here?

[Because Chidori isn't sure that would fly in the tower.]

[puppy_lancer]

...Actually, no.

[floreatnoctem]

I didn't think so.

[She pauses, considers, and-]

I don't know what type of girls you like but... a bit of warning- depending on their type, I wouldn't imagine 'sharing' being a thing anyone does well, honestly.

[puppy_lancer]

That's true. There's very few women who can manage it perfectly.

[He had lucked out with Emer.]

But...I think they'd know which one I consider a lady friend, and which one a lover.

[floreatnoctem]

You would be lucky to find one, much less two.

[But Chidori looks increasingly amused.]

You're quite the optimist.

[puppy_lancer]

Just too much trouble to assume the worst.

[floreatnoctem]

Too much trouble, or too disheartening?

[puppy_lancer]

Definitely too much trouble. I mean, if you think about all the times you were unlucky, you just get dragged down in the past. Then you can't go forward.

[floreatnoctem]

I prefer to think of them as lessons learned the hard way. You should consider revisiting old mistakes once in a while.

It keeps you from repeating them.

[puppy_lancer]

Oh, I think back on them. Only when I need to learn, though.

[He knows she's right to an extent. It's because he hadn't thought enough on the past that Misaya had died.]

[floreatnoctem]

You're a terribly stubborn person.

[A shrug.]

But it's not my place to beat sense into you, so I'll leave that to Ken, or your brother.

[Another pause and-]

Or whatever unsuspecting girl you set your sights on next.

[puppy_lancer]

...They can do it well enough when they have a mind to.

[He rubs the back of his head.]

...Ken's pretty tough for his size.

[floreatnoctem]

He is- he's had to be.

[Her voice is a little sad, but it's overshadowed by pride.]

He's always been the sort who wants to prove himself- and he's gotten very good at doing so.