Post by quinnquinn on May 22, 2015 22:23:55 GMT -8
He looked around, trying not to be noticed - out in the open, in vain, mind you - when he heard someone calling his name. Owen recognised it as Citlal, though he refused to move his gaze towards her. It would be rude to look upon a woman in that state of undress, though his head was faced her way. Still hiding his face in towels, he bent down to see where he was going. He inched ever closer and closer to the edge of the baths before hesitantly putting the towels to the side. He knelt down, though it took him a moment to do so (it was rather obvious the boy was concerned about exposing himself too) and held a towel out to her with his cut-ridden hands. “H-Here, Citlal…”
After that, with a breath he moved his legs around and slid them delicately into the water. Water was water, wasn’t it? A couple of naked ladies wouldn’t make any difference… His feet dangled in the soothingly warm bath, letting out a sigh of relief. He splashed some water around with his bare fingers for a moment, before deciding to plunge in.
He slid his towel-clad bum off the edge and dropped - more like fell - into the bath. He was aiming for the seat, but his feet slipped off the edge and he ended up almost completely submerged in the center. There was a little shriek before he went under, and he promptly came back up with a shocked gasp and a bit of coughing. He scurried back to the sides and sat himself down in a spot he’d been left with due to a lack of choice, next to Citlal. He hunched himself in his shoulders and breathed slowly to regain his composure.
Owen was here now, and it was warm. It was nice. He couldn’t back out anymore. It was best to take things in as they were.
After that, with a breath he moved his legs around and slid them delicately into the water. Water was water, wasn’t it? A couple of naked ladies wouldn’t make any difference… His feet dangled in the soothingly warm bath, letting out a sigh of relief. He splashed some water around with his bare fingers for a moment, before deciding to plunge in.
He slid his towel-clad bum off the edge and dropped - more like fell - into the bath. He was aiming for the seat, but his feet slipped off the edge and he ended up almost completely submerged in the center. There was a little shriek before he went under, and he promptly came back up with a shocked gasp and a bit of coughing. He scurried back to the sides and sat himself down in a spot he’d been left with due to a lack of choice, next to Citlal. He hunched himself in his shoulders and breathed slowly to regain his composure.
Owen was here now, and it was warm. It was nice. He couldn’t back out anymore. It was best to take things in as they were.