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Post by Battler Myrddin on Aug 13, 2015 18:05:40 GMT -5
Battler and Sakura were currently inside the castle they received a request to investigate. Having finished the request, they were in need of a good cleansing since they were covered in muck and blood from fallen foes. Having explored the castle earlier, they had found a large bath which was probably the royal bath or something. Entering the bath area, Battler had a look at the water. It was still clean and warm, probably because the castle being above a lava pit and kept the water hot, causing it to be sterilized by keeping the temperature raised. Perfect for a bath.
Walking straight towards the bath, Battler began stripping. Overcoat, tie, shirt, pants, sword, shoes, socks, underwear, and tossed them all into the large bath away from where he would relax so that the bloodstains and dirt would come out. As for himself, sitting in the bath, he let out a long exhale as the heat was perfect. The dirt and bloodstains on his body were starting to soak so he would be able to wash it off soon enough. Dunking his head under, he made sure not a single part of him was dry.
"Sakura, hurry up and get in. We need to wash off the gunk before we leave. Who knows when we'll next get to a source of water to wash in."
Erosion Level | ???/100
Noire Strife
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Post by Noire Strife on Aug 13, 2015 21:39:25 GMT -5
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Sakura looked down at her hands. Thick, red blood dripped down her fingers and pooled in the middle of her palm. It ran down her shoulders and arms, splattered all over her clothes from the many lives she had taken. From the many inhabitants of the castle she had slaughtered.
On the outward edges of her hand, the blood had already dried and some of it was already flaking off. Her eyes moved slowly towards her clothing, inspecting the stains. There was no hope for getting the blood off these clothes. The blood was too far soaked into her white collared shirt, not to mention her red cloak and black skirt. Dark energy started to radiate from her body, and a visible lack of light surrounded Sakura's body. Her clothing began to rip apart from the very crosshatches that held strings of thread together. She put one foot into the warm water, and her clothes disintegrated onto the floor behind her.
"You're right. We don't have a place to go back to. I have a bit of money saved up. Or, really, we could stay anywhere in Adonis. They won't charge members of Phantom Cloak unless they want to die." She said in monotone, sitting down in the water. She wiped some of the blood off her arm. It created a red cloud in the water, gradually losing its color as it spread further.
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Post by Battler Myrddin on Aug 14, 2015 23:41:23 GMT -5
Seeing Sakura eradicate her dirty clothing, Battler couldn't help but let out a sigh. As she also lowered herself into the bath, he just leaned back and stared at the roof. They had no place to stay, questionable amount of funds, and a lot of work to do. There was also the matter that while the two of them were close, he still couldn't bring himself to trust her fully. Too much has happened, and he had to question her mental state and loyalty should the circumstances change. He wouldn't go so far as to say Stockholm Syndrome, but there was still Loyalty through Fear, Peace through Strength.
"We'll be going around elsewhere to get some more missions and requests done to increase our funds. Until then, its camping outdoors and using whatever streams we find to clean ourselves."
Starting to rub his body, Battler washed off the no longer dried dirt and blood. With this, he would be clean again. In a rough sense. Bringing his dirty clothes closer to him, he began hand-washing them the best he could. There was a cleaning function on them, but that would be a waste of energy in the literal sense if he has the option to clean it normally. Once all the blood and grime was out, he wrung them out and hung them on what he guessed was suppose to be a hanger or clothesline.
"So you're stark naked now with no clothes. You got a spare to wear? Or gonna keep the birthday suit when we leave?"
It was a straight answer without any hint of playing around. In the past, Battler surely would have made some remark about this, but he felt no point in doing so any more.
Erosion Level | ???/100
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Post by Noire Strife on Aug 15, 2015 22:19:28 GMT -5
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Sakura watched Battler carefully as he began to scrub his body and clothes. Her eyes moved unashamed across his entire body, not because she was checking him out, but because she was curious. He had changed so much on the inside, therefore he must have changed a lot on the outside, right? But he seemed normal. He seemed like the old Battler she once knew, but in a way he was also very different. The way he held himself, the expressions on his face... but the one thing, besides the emotions and stature and the horns, the one thing that stood out above all others were his scars. They were hideous and glorious all at the same time, all too much like Battler's current personality.
Sakura looked away as soon as Battler looked back at her. She acted as if she did not look at all, meticulously scrubbing the dried blood off her body as if nothing had happened. It was surprisingly easy for her, washing off all this blood. Perhaps this was not so for other people, but with the amount of her own blood that she had seen, this much from other people seemed like nothing. How could humans be so fragile? She wondered why human were not like turtles, living in shells. She wondered why people even bothered to interact with each other at all, when even such a small girl like Sakura could be a murderer.
Maybe washing off that blood was not so easy at all.
Sakura was not interested in answering Battler's petty questions. He should have known that she was not just going to walk around naked.
"I will cover my body in shadows until I can go get new clothing." She answered curtly.
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Post by Battler Myrddin on Aug 17, 2015 2:11:11 GMT -5
Having washed off all the blood and dirt he had accumulated, Battler and Sakura ended their discussion and cleaning. With Sakura having gotten out and cladding her body in shadows, Battler picked up his still damp clothes he had hanging trying to dry. Putting them on, he didn't mind the water soaking it since the trip out of the lava pit would dry him pretty quickly. "Let's go. Time to leave. I'll leave the travel to you. Since using my own magic is too risky."
Having said that, Battler left the bathroom as his shoes made squelching sounds with every step. In a hurry for it to dry, he sighed as he picked up the pace into a jog to leave the castle sooner. Reaching the outside, next was to have Sakura create a platform for them to stand on then hover them down. While that happens, Battler can dry his clothes. Following that, they just have to go report the end of the mission. And then it is job done, pat on the back, give us our money and we'll be on our way sort of thing.
Erosion Level | ???/100
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