Forget about your worries and your strife

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Characters; Yuffie Kisaragi, OPEN.
Setting/Location; Valora, approaching the 'springs/in the 'springs.
Date & Time; Day 4, 10pm, after this
Warnings; Hot Springs? :o
Briefing; Yuffie decides to what to do with her chillax time.

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[whiplashings]

"Ahh

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Damn! Beaten to the punch.

Yuffie peered in, still fully clothed-by her standards-in the least eccentric outfit currently in her possession. No way was she turning back now, but it was a little disappointing; she'd been hoping for a bit of time to herself. Pfft. Yeah, right. The only time she ever got any of that was during the very early morning, and during the very late night. Came part and parcel with being all squished up like fish in a barrel, or something lame like that.

With a great big (inward) sigh, the little ninja haphazardly, unselfconsciously, shucked her clothing. The towel was tossed by the side of the hot spring, opposite from where the blond woman was stewing blissfully. "That good, huh?" she questioned, setting her shuriken down carefully within easy reach before slipping into the hot water. Ow, ow, ow. Muscles. Ouch. Soreness was only to be expected when one trained as hard and often as Yuffie did (saying nothing about her choice in sparring partners), but goddamn was it gonna be good to unwind. She rolled her

[whiplashings]

Quistis opened her eyes rather lazily when she heard another individual enter the facility, eyes catching sight of the dark haired girl. She couldn't be much older than herself- perhaps even a bit younger? She mentally shrugged the question off as she slid down deeper into the water, her gaze averted when the young woman began to strip openly.

"It's blissful." Quistis replied with a wistful tone, sighing softly as she basked in the steam and warmth. Hearing the other girl's hiss of pleasure travel across the spring, Quistis' lips curled into a small smile, looking up to observe the individual opposite to her. "Tiring day for you, too?" The blonde asked lightly, blue eyes briefly glancing at the shuriken off to the side.

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Hot springs were a pretty social place, she had to remind herself. Always had been, back in Wutai; it was like there was some kind of unspoken agreement that you kept your personal feuds out of communal bathing areas, just like you kept 'em off the dinner table. Unless you were planning to poison somebody. 'Sides, she had to admit: it would be nice to make a few friends here and there, outside of sparring partners. Speaking of…

"Training since, like, six," groaned Yuffie, sinking down as low as she could without cutting off her ability to talk. "Five on some days, 'til - now, pretty much." Not exactly the most coherent sentence she'd ever come out with, but she couldn't care less if you paid her a billion Gil and fifty mastered Ultima material. "I'm Yuffie, by the way. Purveyor of kickass, et cetera. You?"