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After a few days of people leaning away from him or standing downwind of him, Ragetti had come to the soul shattering conclusion that he was going to take a bath. He was not looking forward to it, in fact he cringed at the very idea, but he supposed that in this place of proper gentlmen and ladies that he might as well try to conform and groom himself up a bit.
He had managed to find the clothing bin all on his own, and he was quite proud of himself for such an achievment. The clothing had seemed strange, certainly not made of the same canvas that his was, but it looked comfortable. He had giggled when he had found a bright yellow sundress and had nearly tucked it into his shirt for safe keeping, but he had forced himself to leave it behind by reasurring himself that yellow wasn't his color.
With new 'modern' garments in tow he had gone searching for the bathing rooms, only to discover he didn't know where they were. He hadn't found anything that resembled a bath house, so he had wandered about the compound for the better part of an hour only to find himself back at the clothing bin by the end.
He made a disgrunted sound he dropped to the floor and sat cross legged as he sulked.
((OOC: He wants to take a bath! Celebrate this! Show up and help the poor nasty pirate get cleaned up.))
He had managed to find the clothing bin all on his own, and he was quite proud of himself for such an achievment. The clothing had seemed strange, certainly not made of the same canvas that his was, but it looked comfortable. He had giggled when he had found a bright yellow sundress and had nearly tucked it into his shirt for safe keeping, but he had forced himself to leave it behind by reasurring himself that yellow wasn't his color.
With new 'modern' garments in tow he had gone searching for the bathing rooms, only to discover he didn't know where they were. He hadn't found anything that resembled a bath house, so he had wandered about the compound for the better part of an hour only to find himself back at the clothing bin by the end.
He made a disgrunted sound he dropped to the floor and sat cross legged as he sulked.
((OOC: He wants to take a bath! Celebrate this! Show up and help the poor nasty pirate get cleaned up.))