Day 30: Men's Showers (Fourth Shift)

[broken_exorcist]

As though his conversation during the last shift hadn't been terrible enough... the way that girl had treated him like a child, it was just another nail in the coffin to be herded along to the showers with all the other children.  Allen knew he must be dirty, but he was far from enthusiastic about the idea of public nudity.

When he arrived,

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[forgot_my_life]

Takaya was already in a bad mood, but maybe a shower would help calm him down. Talking to that girl sure hadn't... she'd only brought up bad memories and a renewed desire to see his sister or hell, even Haruie.

Which led his thoughts to Naoe which just made him more pissed off. He snarled at his nurse, whose only reaction was to shove soap, shampoo, and a washcloth into his hands and point sternly at the showers.

He flipped her off, for good measure, but stalked into the showers anyway, wrenching violently at a tap.

He had to calm down, that other part of him reasoned. He was going to wind up drugged again.

[myopic_mousse]

[Mind if a Myopic Amazon joins you? :D]

Hot water would have previously been a blessing for the Amazon. Mousse had that nasty habit of unexpectedly turning into a duck (why was cold water more prevalent than warm?) and the sure-fire way to reverse it was always to turn up the heat. Even without the duck, though, the man did enjoy a nice, long shower.

It was a wonder that he managed to hide the scalpels and extention cord in the folds of his clothing as he set them neatly aside to be collected after the shower. He debating sneaking a pair of scalpels in within his hair, just as a safety measure, but he felt as if the nurses were watching him too closely and instead opted to slip under the faucets unarmed. He glanced to his side and noticed the figure showering next to him. "Oh, Hello!" He said, trying to be polite and perhaps broaden his horizons.

[forgot_my_life]

(I don't mind at all ^^ By the by, they share a seiyuu... Thought you should know.)

Takaya turned at the sound of his own fucking VOICE coming from his side and looked the odd man up and down. Long hair, being far too polite for his own fucking good... Was he trying to pick a fight? With a snarl, Takaya narrowed his eyes and glared.

"Is this some kind of fucked up joke?"

[myopic_mousse]

A joke? The man beside him sounded a good deal like him, the Amazon noted, though it was obvious he did not come from China from his accent. No, it was just a similiar...tenor? Tone? Pitch? Mousse stroked his chin and pondered which word it was he was looking for.

And there was the man's question to answer as well. Mousse cocked his head and inquired, "Is what a joke?"

[undesirableone]

Harry had lived in a dorm for his secondary school years and the last year he had spent huddled in a tent with his friends, but that didn't mean he was any more used to the idea of showering around other people. His vision was blurry without his glasses, but he left them with his clothes. One of his hands folded above his heart, covering the locket-shaped burn scar on his chest but showing off the scars on the back of his hand. He wasn't very self-conscious about his scars, other than the one on his forehead which had earned him plenty of stares, but he was uncomfortable with the idea of being naked around so many strangers. He hadn't ever even really gotten used to it at Hogwarts, but at least then he had had Ron around to joke about it with.

It would be better to get this done quickly, then he could continue his search for Hermione. He ducked his head under the stream of warm water, letting it soak his hair run down his body. At least this felt good, he had to admit. It felt like forever since he had had a decent shower.

[undesirableone]

Harry looked over at his shower mate when the dragon cursed. He couldn't help but grin slightly at the scene, it was almost a little amusing to see someone react to cold water, but then he saw the gash marks.

"Do you mind if I ask what did those?" he asked, pointing to the marks on Kernan's chest. It was awkward talking while naked, but information was good no matter what state you were in when you got it.

[mylackofeffort]

Quatre felt a relieved when he came into the showers. Relena was okay and he had spoken with her. Now all that was left to do was to make sure that Heero and Duo were still in one piece. He hadn't been able to find them, though admittedly he hadn't been looking very hard. He felt a tinge of guilt over it but shoved it aside.

They should be in the shower, so Quatre kept an ear out for them as he washed himself.

[manhattan_red]

That had just been plain rude, the way they'd directed him away from the girl in the sun room. He was still curious about her, darn it! Not to mention that he hadn't gotten to spend nearly as much time in the light from the windows there as he'd wanted. He needed to get outside and feel it for real

[son_ofkrypton]

[Mind if Clark jumps in? :3]

Clark's face was red as he stepped into the actual shower area and realized it was communal. And, unlike the showers back at his school's locker rooms, there weren't any dividers

[manhattan_red]

[I absolutely do not mind!]

Brooklyn gave a start as Clark spoke up, having lost himself in thoughts that really had nothing to do with the shower head at all. He'd been joined by someone else now - similar in age (well, development) to himself. His first thought, as he straightened himself up to look less pathetic, was that this teen probably didn't enjoy being categorized as a child either.

"It just turns, right?" He asked with a weak smile, giving the object a couple taps with one finger. Either it was going to be real obvious that he hadn't been human before he arrived here, or others were just going to think he'd led a very filthy lifestyle.

[son_ofkrypton]

"Yeah," Clark said. He bent over to look at knobs, checking to see which was hot and cold. "You just turn this one," he pointed, "and you'll get hot water. And that one's for cold water."

He tried not to judge the other kid, although it was hard to get over the fact he seemed confused by a shower of all things. Well, maybe he was from someplace that didn't even have showers. Or normal baths. Which meant he'd have to be somewhere even more remote than Smallville - even out on the farm, in the middle of nowhere, Clark had a real bath.

[roger_hug]

Once again, Bridget found himself forced to entrust Roger to a nurse. He was leery, but she promised him that he'd get his 'toy' back. Pfft. Roger. A toy. How silly.

Stripping, the young man had no problems showering and went about the task while humming softly to himself. He wondered what he would do tonight as well as where he would go after he was done here.

[usoppsenchou]

[If you had plans, I'll be happy to skedaddle :D]

He hadn't appreciated being woken from his nap, but the truth was that he felt much better after it, brief as it had been. The haze on his mind was almost entirely gone now, though his limbs still felt a bit odd or weak. Not so much that he needed any help undressing or heading into the showers, ignoring the glaring orderlies to the side, and as soon as he was in he glanced around. If being drugged really was like being drunk, he'd bet on being right back to normal once he'd had a nice shower.

Seeing a familiar face, he headed over, pleased to see Bridget was still around. They'd only talked a little while on the buses, but Bridget had seemed really nice and Usopp hadn't seen the young man since that nasty mess with the bus attack. Roger was missing, he hoped that was to avoid shower mold and not a permanent loss.

"Hi, Bridget! It's nice to see you." Usopp grinned, turning on his own faucet. He didn't really care about their mutual nudity; after all, they were both guys.

[roger_hug]

((Yay for Usopp!!))

Bridget turned and beamed at the sight of a familiar, friendly face. "Hi Captain Usopp," he chirped. "I'm glad to see that you're okay. You are okay?" He looked a bit worried.

He rather liked Usopp. He was one of the few people who didn't bat an eye when he said he was a boy, and he was still willing to be his friend. Like Armand. He hoped he was okay too....

[usoppsenchou]

"Yeah, I'm doing great! Well... I kind of got dragged into stuff this morning. But I feel a lot better now." Usopp smiled back. "How have you been?" He didn't mention Roger not being present, figuring Bridget could bring it up if anything had happened.

Getting a handful of shampoo, he started lathering. With only one shower a week, he figured he should make sure his hair was nice and clean while he had the chance.