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Day 48: Men's Showers [Fourth Shift]

Mar 15, 2010 10:53

After a rough morning, Lunch was actually fairly easy to sit through. Sechs and Kibitoshin hardly knew him, so light conversation was fine. The things from Breakfast and this morning though, would be sticking with him for a while. When the nurse arrived to take him to showers, he was relieved to find he was the first one there. With that, there ( Read more... )

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arc_wrench March 15 2010, 17:28:52 UTC

Oh, this might just spoil his good mood. But he was going to do his best not to let that happen, no matter how many naked meatbags there were in here today! HK found a shower in a corner of the room, far enough away from any nurses that they couldn't see he was protecting the Decepticon insignia on the inside of his wrist from getting washed away. The ink seemed quite stubborn, but so was HK.

He was not going to let it get smudged, nor let the fact that his meatbagness was currently entirely obvious, nor the fact that the room would soon be invaded by naked meatbags bother him! He had every reason to be happy today, kriff it!

[Free!]

war_wounds March 16 2010, 17:34:47 UTC

Well, it was no wonder humans kept themselves covered if they looked this ridiculous. Ratchet still wasn't used to clothing-- it felt odd to have something on him that wasn't him. Now, though, he couldn't wait to have it back on. At least then he didn't have to see the grotesque alien bonebag he was stuck in directly.

Careful not to slip on the tile (since even such a minor thing as a fall would probably damage him now), he picked out an empty water nozzle and twisted what must have been the control valve. The water was cold, as expected. What Ratchet hadn't expected was just how incredibly awful it felt. "Primus damnit!"

There really was no end to the tortures in this place, was there?

arc_wrench March 16 2010, 18:22:08 UTC

HK shrank away slightly from the meatbag who took a near-by shower, just by habit. Personal space was a really, really, really important thing to a droid when they were currently meatbag and naked!

And although he wasn't all that prone to laughter, it took a little effort to keep from snickering at the meatbag's trouble with their own technology. Although...

Wait. He'd heard that specific kind of cursing before. From Lockdown and some of the other Cybertronians. And since he already knew all of the Decepticons who were here... Oh dear. He carefully hid the Decepticon insignia from the other's line of sight. "...Suggestion: Turn it to there." He pointed at the angle that the controls for his own shower were currently set.

...And he really just had to ask, to try to figure out how much cath crap he might be in at the moment. "Query: Are you a Cybertronian?"

war_wounds March 16 2010, 18:43:30 UTC

Twisting the control handle to match his neighbor's, Ratchet huffed a sigh of relief as the water warmed to a more agreeable temperature. "Thank you." He glared up at the nozzle. "It's not even that much warmer. You'd think it wouldn't make such a difference."

Judging from the man's unusually...measured speech, Ratchet wondered whether this was another bot of some kind. "Yes," he said, edging away slightly, "and you are...?" Depth Charge had confirmed that Lockdown wasn't the only hostile robot here. It would be just Ratchet's luck to run into someone nasty when he was at even more of a disadvantage than usual.

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brooklynisangry March 15 2010, 17:39:47 UTC

Oh right, this. This was always weird. Beelzemon struggled his way out of his clothes, wandering over to a shower and remembering not to stand under the bit that sprayed water until he made sure it wasn't going to freeze him solid like it did last time. It wasn't like he'd ever bothered with being clean when he was a Digimon, 'specially not as Impmon. Who cared? He hadn't. And living out on the streets or in the park hadn't really helped matters either.

It didn't help make things any less weird that every time he looked down, he could see his tail tattooed onto his right leg. Why couldn't that sneezy guy on the intercom let him keep that at least? He liked his tail! He liked his wings better, but those were tattoos now too, just visible when he turned his head enough to look over his shoulder. It looked so dumb having them just drawn on him like that ( ... )

justawaketylor March 16 2010, 18:42:37 UTC

Tylor was a bit surprised to find out he'd slept half the day, but only a bit surprised, and too happy to think about it long when informed he'd woken up in time for a bath.

The enjoyment of getting ready to bathe was dimmed a bit as he was led into a tiled room that was clean, and neat, and definitely had people washing off... but no sign of a bath. Sulking and carrying a towel over one arm, Tylor walked around, gawking openly at the other patients in his attempt to see any sign of real bathing, before he stopped at a showering man who was covered in tattoos.

"Oh, that's so impressive! Did that take a long time to have done?" Shifting closer, Tylor pointed and grinned widely. "I wouldn't have the guts for something like that, I've heard it hurts."

brooklynisangry March 16 2010, 19:02:12 UTC

"Huh?" Beelzemon looked over at the human, confused. What was he--oh, right, that stuff. "I wouldn' know, jus' woke up here and they were there instead of th' actual bits." This human had better believe him on this, cause he didn't really want to get pissed off and smack somebody right now, that would be weird. He hadn't really thought that much about it until someone hadn't believed him, now he was back to being defensive about that sort of stuff.

"I wasn' a human, I was a Digimon." Even the sharp teeth didn't seem enough to convince some stupid people he could mention, even though he'd never seen a human with chompers like his.

justawaketylor March 16 2010, 19:17:06 UTC

As far as Tylor could tell, the 'actual bits' all seemed to be in place, but the explanation soon fixed that and Tylor smiled back at Beelzemon's somewhat intimidating face. "Oh, I see! I'm sorry, that must be hard. At least they make you look really cool! So, is a Digimon anything like a robot?"

Tylor looked around the room one more time, but there was still no promising sign of an actual bath being hidden anywhere. Just showers. What kind of hospital encouraged unhealthy behavior like wandering around dripping wet and bathing in cold air without some hot soaking between? "I'm an ordinary human, but I'm glad, since it means nobody took any of my body parts or chassis."

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loyal_soldier March 15 2010, 17:46:22 UTC

622 was glad for a chance to get clean, although he could have done without the nurse telling him every three minutes that even though his stitches were out, the cuts on his leg were still healing and he should be careful with them. It wasn't as if he couldn't tell himself, he felt the pull of the healing gashes every time he took a step.

The nurse removed the bandage from his leg and he efficiently took off his clothes, heading for the closest shower and turned it on, sighing contentedly as the water hit his skin. He started scrubbing himself down, although admittedly he might have been taking a bit more time than he needed. He just liked the feel of the hot water.

[Free!]

no_barbarian March 19 2010, 01:53:40 UTC

Food and a shower, two of the best things in life. It was just too bad that two of the best things in life currently took place in Hell itself, but Teisel was working on that.

Even if he wasn't making much progress.

Still, there was no point in breaking out of a demonic insane asylum with greasy hair, so he settled in to work. This was always such a time-consuming- "Aw, damnit." The shampoo bottle was only a quarter full. That definitely wasn't going to be enough. The guy next to him had short hair, surely he wouldn't mind if Teisel borrowed his shampoo. And if he did mind...well, screw him. This was an important matter of hygiene.

"Hey, buddy, mind if I use this?" he asked, leaning over to grab the bottle.

loyal_soldier March 19 2010, 02:01:57 UTC

TK looked up at the taller man who had just taken the shower next to him. Well... he could certainly see why he was being asked for extra. "Go ahead, I've already taken what I needed." Which wasn't much, his hair still being at regulation length.

Frankly, he didn't understand why anyone would keep their hair longer. It would just be a weakness, given how many hand holds you could get on it. Or maybe even get it stuck in a door with how long this person's hair was. It was just so strange.

no_barbarian March 19 2010, 23:14:08 UTC

Huh. Teisel never really expected folks to just...give him things. That was kind of a nice change of pace. Not quite worth the effort of asking every time he wanted something, but still nice. "Thanks, guy." Squeezing out as much shampoo as his cupped hand would hold, he got down to business. "This stuff's kinda high-maintenance, y'know?"

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perfectrecord March 15 2010, 17:59:01 UTC

[Edited to avoid major time conflict with Lana Skye in the Sun Room]After several days without bathing, the choice between cleanliness and modesty was a ridiculously easy one for von Karma. The trick was to do it as quickly as possible in order to maximize the latter, preferably before anyone else had a chance to enter the shower room ( ... )

screwthegods March 15 2010, 18:09:52 UTC

After a lunch spent in solitude, Homura made his way to the showers. The silence of being alone failed to bother him; he'd spent too many years that way to not mind such quiet. Besides, his thoughts could provide more than adequate distraction, moving from one problem to the next with no immediate solutions. He knew from far too many years in the Heavens that time moved mercilessly slow, and in times like these, Landel's didn't hold enough interest for him to temper the frustration, and the impatience. Having the advantage of control over a situation made the downtime tolerable, and that assurance was something Homura lacked then. Their progress had been slow at best, and what few advantages the group had, Homura wouldn't advertise. Then there were the people there--for the dead, this second chance at life had its frustrations, certainly, but they had a chance in this world, if they could survive. No, Homura's concern then was with the dying, the thin frame of a man he cared far too much for hunched over in coughs he tried ( ... )

opposingheaven March 16 2010, 02:58:58 UTC

"I never put much stock in reading the future from people's palms myself."

Kenren slid up behind Homura, close enough that Homura would know that he was there, but not close enough to touch and get themselves pounced upon by rabid orderlies. He was glad for the chance to get clean and the chance to bug Homura a little, although the solemn, far away expression on Homura's face worried him just a little. He knew that the other god must have a lot on his mind and well, he was here to keep people's spirits up, right?

He pulled away a little, letting the water hit him, damping his hair down against his skull.

screwthegods March 16 2010, 03:17:27 UTC

Homura had just started to turn his head when Kenren spoke; someone who drew that close obviously meant to speak with him, and perhaps more. The simple fact that it wasn't someone who meant him harm would have been preferable enough, but Homura was particularly glad to see Kenren then. Though they didn't talk nearly so often as Homura might like, the elder god held a rare position in his life: Homura felt safe opening himself up to Kenren, exposing certain vulnerabilities he wouldn't dare show to almost anyone else ( ... )

opposingheaven March 16 2010, 21:39:54 UTC

Kenren grinned widely at Homura's words and nodded, unable to hide his amusement at their actions, even if he had wanted to. "I did indeed," he replied, moving back a pace to lean against the wall so that the spray from the shower wouldn't keep hitting him in the face. "Have to admit, not entirely sure that the sparkles suited you. They sort of detract from the powerful warrior image and all." Even if it had made him want to ruffle Homura's hair the way he had Nataku's ( ... )

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