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RP: YSS Miharu Mission 2, Day 2
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Kim
スター軍の司書
Sora pursed her lips together and simply watched Yukari with a slightly concerned look on her face as she sat down at the table. She knew when to leave someone alone when they were not feeling well. She just hoped that the Executive officer hadn't pushed herself too hard with whatever she had been working on... or that she wasn't troubled by nightmares.
She looked at the others gathered and asked very politely, "How did everyone else sleep last night?"
She looked at the others gathered and asked very politely, "How did everyone else sleep last night?"
Tom
Inactive Member
"I slept pretty well," Tom said as he slipped deeper into the warm water. "We're making fine progress in the subdeck, and the work tired me out too so sleeping was no problem at all. All that's left to do is rework the Aetheric output and I believe we'll be running at a much better state than before."
He grinned at Kotori.
"So, how've you been? We don't get to have many intimate moments like this these days."
He grinned at Kotori.
"So, how've you been? We don't get to have many intimate moments like this these days."
Tom
Inactive Member
"I said what I felt needed to be said back then, got it off my chest," Tom said smoothly with a smile. "I appreciate you giving me the time of day. But anyway, we're in this until the end, so we have to keep together as a family."
He splashed a tiny bit of water with his fingertips. Tap. Splish.
"Kind of funny, with all these dark secrets coming out into the open, that I haven't felt less secure. The world could turn upside down and I'd still have something to fight for. Blessings of a simple upbringing I guess. No time for grand plans or conspiracies."
"But anyway, why isn't the cold fish heating up in this oh-so-toasty water? Life's too short, you know."
He splashed a tiny bit of water with his fingertips. Tap. Splish.
"Kind of funny, with all these dark secrets coming out into the open, that I haven't felt less secure. The world could turn upside down and I'd still have something to fight for. Blessings of a simple upbringing I guess. No time for grand plans or conspiracies."
"But anyway, why isn't the cold fish heating up in this oh-so-toasty water? Life's too short, you know."
Fred
Retired Staff
"I like taking care of my hair and I'm happier when it's long - even if it ends up being occasionally inconvenient," Kotori replied. "Maybe it's a bit an assertion of my own feminity to me. I also enjoy doing massage - I'm actually very good at it - and I like spending time with children."
Tom
Inactive Member
"Man, I love massages, but Yukari would not have any of that!" He said with a large laugh that echoed the halls. "She is a strong woman... who would do well in Ralt, but I dare not anger her!"
"But, coming from a man who has his own mane of carefully-maintained hair, I can understand where you're coming from. And children... they are quite a joy to behold. They keep us young even when we are wrinkled."
He winked at her.
"But if you ever need a good brush hand to assist you with your hair, I can volunteer as long as I don't get murdered in the process!"
"But, coming from a man who has his own mane of carefully-maintained hair, I can understand where you're coming from. And children... they are quite a joy to behold. They keep us young even when we are wrinkled."
He winked at her.
"But if you ever need a good brush hand to assist you with your hair, I can volunteer as long as I don't get murdered in the process!"
MoonMan
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Sanjuro, who had immediately began reforming the positions of Miyoko's haphazardly-placed breakfast (...and we were just beginning to make progress, too...), turned his solemn green-eyed gaze upon Yukari. However, even as he was looking at her, his hands continued to move autonomously as they arranged the plates, mugs, bowls and silverware into perfect placement.
"I suppose I did surprise Saito-Hei. It was not my intention...I merely was giving her a recommendation. Are you well, Suzuka-Shosa? You seem tired, and weak in the limbs. Do you feel ill in any way?" Sanjuro expressed a doctor's concern, even as his hands moved on their own accomplishing a completely different task.
"I suppose I did surprise Saito-Hei. It was not my intention...I merely was giving her a recommendation. Are you well, Suzuka-Shosa? You seem tired, and weak in the limbs. Do you feel ill in any way?" Sanjuro expressed a doctor's concern, even as his hands moved on their own accomplishing a completely different task.
Nyton
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Steel is stronger than flesh. So how do you make the flesh stronger? By focusing that which is stronger than steel: your mind and will.
The words of his grandfather rang through Nyton's ears throughout his exercise. It drove him. The push ups had become unbearably painful. Everytime he felt as though he would stop the words echoed even louder. Eventually though muscle failure would win out and he had no choice but to collapse. Physically at least. Mentally he was still telling his body to respond even while it refused. The only thing he had left was his left forearm, the very steel he was trying to emulate with the rest of his body. It still moved, although all it could do at that point was clench a fist in defiance.
At that point Nyton decided that enough exercise had been done. His mind had accumulated the latest in news events all over and would be sorted into his long term memory over time. He rested long enough to steady himself before undressing. He then wrapped a towel around his waist and picked up his toiletries before stepping out towards the baths.
Upon entrance to the baths Nyton could tell that several others had already occupied it. Public nudity had stopped bothering him since basic training. Considering that he had already flashed the entire crew after that last mission, modesty hardly mattered. He got to work quickly while listening to others cavort, clean, and converse. Efficiency sped him along although he was aware of courtesy towards anyone present who might nod to him.
The hot water felt good against the sore muscles in Nyton's arms. It was as though every single drop of water was slowly reducing the fiery pain that rivaled the burning from the water. The sensitivity of his cybernetic arm was even more acute then the previous one's was. He almost felt as though it could record how many droplets of water struck it. A peculiar sensation he noted. After cleaning his body he rinsed off the soap and stepped out of the shower. The soreness in his arms beckoned for more heat. Nyton decided to invest a little more time now to prevent future inefficiency.
Nyton neared the bath tub and could hear discussions already in progress. It was quite busy in the bath this morning. Already there were several occupants and Nyton glanced at everyone who was soaking, politely keeping his eyes focused on their faces. "Good morning everyone." he said before easing himself into the tub.
The words of his grandfather rang through Nyton's ears throughout his exercise. It drove him. The push ups had become unbearably painful. Everytime he felt as though he would stop the words echoed even louder. Eventually though muscle failure would win out and he had no choice but to collapse. Physically at least. Mentally he was still telling his body to respond even while it refused. The only thing he had left was his left forearm, the very steel he was trying to emulate with the rest of his body. It still moved, although all it could do at that point was clench a fist in defiance.
At that point Nyton decided that enough exercise had been done. His mind had accumulated the latest in news events all over and would be sorted into his long term memory over time. He rested long enough to steady himself before undressing. He then wrapped a towel around his waist and picked up his toiletries before stepping out towards the baths.
Upon entrance to the baths Nyton could tell that several others had already occupied it. Public nudity had stopped bothering him since basic training. Considering that he had already flashed the entire crew after that last mission, modesty hardly mattered. He got to work quickly while listening to others cavort, clean, and converse. Efficiency sped him along although he was aware of courtesy towards anyone present who might nod to him.
The hot water felt good against the sore muscles in Nyton's arms. It was as though every single drop of water was slowly reducing the fiery pain that rivaled the burning from the water. The sensitivity of his cybernetic arm was even more acute then the previous one's was. He almost felt as though it could record how many droplets of water struck it. A peculiar sensation he noted. After cleaning his body he rinsed off the soap and stepped out of the shower. The soreness in his arms beckoned for more heat. Nyton decided to invest a little more time now to prevent future inefficiency.
Nyton neared the bath tub and could hear discussions already in progress. It was quite busy in the bath this morning. Already there were several occupants and Nyton glanced at everyone who was soaking, politely keeping his eyes focused on their faces. "Good morning everyone." he said before easing himself into the tub.
Yukari did not respond to his inquiry. "Sou. An honest mistake ... I see. Please be more careful in the future, Heisho-san. Everyone, please enjoy breakfast."
The Nekovalkyrja smiled and bowed to everyone, then left for the public baths. As her feet padded over the tatami mats, her towel fell onto one of the benches near the lockers. She didn't have much with her — she'd left her toiletries in the room — but she saw some spare shampoo out, and some soap, so those would do. Her bathing suit was neatly folded in a chosen locker toward the back, she took up her things in a small basket and went to the washing stations.
As she slid the door open to the washing stations, she saw Kotori and Tom's heads in the bath, soaking, and Nyton's large frame was just getting in. She was greeted with the sunset of Port Xenn, a welcome sight that gave her a smile on her face. She sat down at one of the stations and started quietly washing her body with the cold bucketfuls of water. It did nothing to rejuvenate her, but she was glad to see the dried blood come off her body.
She kept her ears on the conversation going on behind her. What extra attention was supposed to come to her?
The Nekovalkyrja smiled and bowed to everyone, then left for the public baths. As her feet padded over the tatami mats, her towel fell onto one of the benches near the lockers. She didn't have much with her — she'd left her toiletries in the room — but she saw some spare shampoo out, and some soap, so those would do. Her bathing suit was neatly folded in a chosen locker toward the back, she took up her things in a small basket and went to the washing stations.
As she slid the door open to the washing stations, she saw Kotori and Tom's heads in the bath, soaking, and Nyton's large frame was just getting in. She was greeted with the sunset of Port Xenn, a welcome sight that gave her a smile on her face. She sat down at one of the stations and started quietly washing her body with the cold bucketfuls of water. It did nothing to rejuvenate her, but she was glad to see the dried blood come off her body.
She kept her ears on the conversation going on behind her. What extra attention was supposed to come to her?
Tom
Inactive Member
"Yukari can never have enough of my attention, nor I enough of hers. Such is the joy of young love. I really couldn't be happier."
He showed the ribbon that was tied to his left wrist.
Tom then cast a knowing glance at Nyton, twirling his hair with his finger rather playfully.
"Well, sir, you are quite the talented man! Perhaps you could help me with my hair someday too? I prefer brisk strokes with a small-toothed comb."
His hand rose in a thumbs up.
"Rocking!"
He showed the ribbon that was tied to his left wrist.
Tom then cast a knowing glance at Nyton, twirling his hair with his finger rather playfully.
"Well, sir, you are quite the talented man! Perhaps you could help me with my hair someday too? I prefer brisk strokes with a small-toothed comb."
His hand rose in a thumbs up.
"Rocking!"
mizunoyoroko
Inactive Member
As Yoroko soaked in the hot water of the public bath, she started to wake up. It is getting pretty busy in here, I wonder if it is always like this. Yoroko thought to herself as Tom joined the group. Yoroko sat and listened passively to the conversation, taking time to allow herself to wake up.
Yoroko giggled after she heard Tom say that. Yoroko sat and let the conversation idle on for a little bit, before Kotori mentioned a retainer. "Kotori-sama, I apologize for interrupting, what is a retainer?" Yoroko asked, trying to be as polite as possible. "Ah, Ohayo gozaimasu Claymere-Shoi." Yoroko said when she realized that Nyton had entered.
Tom said:
Yoroko giggled after she heard Tom say that. Yoroko sat and let the conversation idle on for a little bit, before Kotori mentioned a retainer. "Kotori-sama, I apologize for interrupting, what is a retainer?" Yoroko asked, trying to be as polite as possible. "Ah, Ohayo gozaimasu Claymere-Shoi." Yoroko said when she realized that Nyton had entered.
Fred
Retired Staff
The Taisa nodded agreeably back to Yoroko. "A retainer is a servant in one's household or the personal attendant of someone in high standing - and usually it is implied that the title would be kept on a long-term basis." Kotori took some of her ink-black hair, which had been spreading around her on the surface of the bathwaters, and pushed it back behind her shoulders. "For example, Ketsurui Samurai are retainers whom serve the Ketsurui clan."
Fred
Retired Staff
"I don't imagine them becoming crusted with soap and discolored with sweat overtime can be so good for them, though," Kotori noted and then asked: "Is the gift of the love band given again at every year to take into account this sort of wear? I mean, it has to get discolored even after multiple washings."
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