Log: Ashura and Alberich: Steam and Water - The Hot Spring Meeting!
Who: Ashura-ou (elegant_king ) and Alberich ( vkandis_herald )
When: today-ish?
Where: the hot springs
Rating: PG for now
Warnings: none for now
Notes: n/a
Summary: Ashura goes to the hot springs to relax and adjust to his new life, and meets someone unexpectedly.
This island was harder to adjust to than Ashura originally thought. Tsuzuki showing him the 'laundromat' had been a bit of a shock, as silly as that sounded. But the idea that something made of metal and utterly stationary doing the work of a man was beyond Ashura. It surely achieved the desired effect, and beautifully too, but still... so strange.
But all that being said, it seemed the island was not without comforts he was more used to - like these hot springs. He'd taken it upon himself to do a little exploring of his own, and stumbled upon them during a jaunt up through the woods. He'd noted them and gone back though, and was glad for it. Sore and with the start of a headache, the springs seemed a delightful way to deal with this new change in scenery.
He'd stripped and laid his clothes in the little cubbies outside the spring, assuming that was what they were for, and rearranged his hair with the smaller pins he kept on his person to tuck up behind his head and keep out of the water. Gathering up a few towels, he headed into the main spring and slipped into the hot, somewhat cloying smelling water.
Ah, bliss. Cold ocean water was refreshing, but this was just what he needed. Sinking so only his neck and and head were visibly above the steam and murky, mineral saturated water, he laid his head back on a make-shit towel pillow and closed his eyes, basking in the heat.
So maybe the islands weren't all bad....
When: today-ish?
Where: the hot springs
Rating: PG for now
Warnings: none for now
Notes: n/a
Summary: Ashura goes to the hot springs to relax and adjust to his new life, and meets someone unexpectedly.
This island was harder to adjust to than Ashura originally thought. Tsuzuki showing him the 'laundromat' had been a bit of a shock, as silly as that sounded. But the idea that something made of metal and utterly stationary doing the work of a man was beyond Ashura. It surely achieved the desired effect, and beautifully too, but still... so strange.
But all that being said, it seemed the island was not without comforts he was more used to - like these hot springs. He'd taken it upon himself to do a little exploring of his own, and stumbled upon them during a jaunt up through the woods. He'd noted them and gone back though, and was glad for it. Sore and with the start of a headache, the springs seemed a delightful way to deal with this new change in scenery.
He'd stripped and laid his clothes in the little cubbies outside the spring, assuming that was what they were for, and rearranged his hair with the smaller pins he kept on his person to tuck up behind his head and keep out of the water. Gathering up a few towels, he headed into the main spring and slipped into the hot, somewhat cloying smelling water.
Ah, bliss. Cold ocean water was refreshing, but this was just what he needed. Sinking so only his neck and and head were visibly above the steam and murky, mineral saturated water, he laid his head back on a make-shit towel pillow and closed his eyes, basking in the heat.
So maybe the islands weren't all bad....