[Open] It's getting hot in here

[showsnopiety]

Who: Caren and anyone visiting the hot springs!
When: Post dungeon, could be right after fail/success, could be days after
Where: Hot Springs of course
What: There's a hot springs, so now there's a hot springs episode.
Rating: Could be a p-13 and beyond because some people are only wearing towels in this place.





[Win or fail, everyone needed a reason and a way to relax. With the fall of the towers, there was all sorts of good things to come from it. Some would say it was the birds; and others would say it was the hot springs.

The large, large pools of heated water. Sure, they could be used as a way to get all steamed up (or even steam punk) but after all that hard work, everyone deserves a break!

Bring your swimsuits, your towels, your drinks and snacks-who knows, you should be able to find them in the bazaars, or even on Airy. It's time to soak in the heat!]

Comments

[sakeplz]

[How he got all that hair pinned up is a mystery but some how he's managed it. The towel headband is helping too but that's still a lot of hair to keep up there. At least he's in a better mood now, drinking happily and humming as he sits next to his companion that he dragged here.]

The bath house at the Hall definitely doesn't have the same feel.

[He finishes his cup and goes to reach for the bottle to pour himself more.]

You certainly can't get alcohol in those baths.

[liberal_arts]

Probably because it's a bath in more of a western sense. Utilitarian, all about sanitation and not a bit about relaxation or atmosphere. I mean something more like the cyprus bathhouse we had at the citadel.

There was art to that bathhouse. The maker a true craftsman.

[sakeplz]

Did you got to just admire the work sometimes? I could see you doing that. [And he pours some of the alcohol for Kasen too so he can share a drink with him.]

[liberal_arts]

Absolutely. There was much of the citadel I visited simply to admire the architecture.

In every work of art, no matter how small or great, there is a little piece of the maker's soul in it. Just as I have a small part of Nosada within me.

[sakeplz]

You have such an eye for beauty, Kase-san.

[liberal_arts]

I like to think I do, at least. The appreciation for art and beauty in all its forms were passed onto me by my creator and my wielder. I can only thank them for imparting to me this gift.

[sakeplz]

Mmmm. That makes sense. I wonder what mine passed on down to me. [It's not something he really spends much time thinking about honestly!] Besides me being pretty.

[liberal_arts]

A noble spirit, for one. -Kasen sipped from his drink offering Jirou a sincere, warm smile.- There are poems about Makara Naotaka and his son, and though they were enemies of my lord, their courage and honor is revered all the same.

[sakeplz]

[He blinks and pauses with the cup to his lips.] Me? Noble? [He laughs a bit.] I'm just a drunk, Kase-san.

[liberal_arts]

If that was all you are, I wouldn't have agreed to party with you on that mission, much less be your friend.

[sakeplz]

[Finishing the drink in his cup, he sighs. Noble, hm? He's not too sure about that because he doesn't really think much on all of that. He's a sword of the heavens but often spends his time drunk rather than pious.

A noble sword.

He turns his head and presses a kiss to his cheek.]

There. A thank you for that.

[liberal_arts]

...


-There was a long lapse of reaction from Kasen as he sat there and processed what happened. Part of him remembered the drunken carrier-call from the other night, but had mostly dismissed it as Jirou's ramblings.

But he also knew that, at times, Jirou was far far more perceptive and clever than he ever let on. A flash of color comes to Kasen's cheeks, beyond what the heat of the water was causing, and he let out a thoughtful hum before returning to his own drink.-

[sakeplz]

Now I just have to steal the one from your lips sometime.

[He gives a wink at him that says he fully remembers his drunk dial. And he's not the least bit embarrassed by it.

Why should he be? That would require shame!]

[liberal_arts]

Don't even start with that nonsense. -And the moment was gone, Kasen huffing.-

[sakeplz]

Is it nonsense to want to kiss you?

[liberal_arts]

You want to kiss everyone when you're drunk. It's an extension of your nonsense.

[sakeplz]

I'm not drunk yet.

[Just saying.]

[liberal_arts]

You're always drunk.

[sakeplz]

Maybe but that dragon sobered me up in the rudest of fashions.

[Who is upset by that? Him. Duh.]

[liberal_arts]

I doubt you're THAT sober, but I agree on that being an unpleasant experience.

Such a lack of awareness... Hiding away from its own feelings, refusing to look within and realize what part of itself drove its love away.

[sakeplz]

Are all dungeons like that?

[Kasen's been here longer so he figures he must have some idea of this.]

[liberal_arts]

The last dungeon master was a forsaken priestess, if that tells you anything.

[sakeplz]

I'm bringing a bottle next dungeon.

[He finishes his cup and pours himself another. Apparently the drama requires a drink.

Not that Jirou ever needs an excuse for that.]

I'd still kiss you sober.

[liberal_arts]

All that really seems to state is your flirtatious ways are independent of your inebriation. -Kasen shrugged.-

[sakeplz]

[He pouts at that. Kasen you are so mean.

Just for that he leans over to steal a kiss off his lips this time. Because honestly that is how you deal with this.]