The thing with being constantly regulated to taking showers, is that Arabelle hadn't had a true submerge-yourself-in-water type bath in years. Tubs generally weren't designed for folks with wings, let alone folks with wingspans as impressive as hers
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Her exploring today paid off when she found a roman-style bath. Quite wanting to try it out, she was about to take her clothes off when she noticed somebody already within the baths. So waving a little she called out "Hello! I hope you don't mind if I join you." She would politely wait for a response before doing anything else.
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"So, yeah. Hi. Name's Ara."
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"Nice'ta meet'cha too, Alice." Arabelle grinned, giving her wings a beat to facilitate something of a backstroke, "You been here long? Lotta folks around I haven't met yet."
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So it was in his wanderings that Enoch found the large public baths and the winged woman within them. In general, the scribe tended to assume any being with feathered wings was an angel, but he was used to them not having physical forms like this.
The hot water looked inviting, and Enoch knew he could use a break. But sharing the space with what could well be an angel gave him pause. He would have to ask first. "Excuse me. Can I join you?"
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Nonetheless, she blinked and made a noise in surprise, ducking in the water at first largely because he wasn't someone she knew, at least, before she realized he'd probably been there for at least a minute or so. Her wings flicked in the water as she took a moment to compose a reply, "Ah. Sure, there's plenty'a space in here. Name's Ara, who might'cha be?"
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"So, hotel treatin' you alright, or are ya new?" She asked, lazily swimming in the deeper end, using her wings to facilitate a kind of backstroke for the moment, keeping her head, shoulders, and the tops of her wings above the surface of the water.
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