Day 51: Women's Showers [Second Shift]

[yin_yang_fox]

It said something that the showers no longer affected the Digimon to the point of panic. It spoke of the weeks she had been here, that she was gradually become neutral to the process. She was warned to be careful of the bandage over her eye--this said almost suspiciously; she would not react the same as she had a week prior. She made a motion as if

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[divinebrushwork]

It had taken a great deal of pushing and shoving from her nurse to get the goddess into the showers. The gray clothing she had worn was stripped from her body, leaving her bare skin exposed to the air

[nobleobliged]

Showers. While Natalia would have preferred a long soak in a bath, one filled with oils, soaps, bubbles, and scents, she could and would settle for a shower. Even a communal one. Not that Natalia had any aversion to being seen nude. Perhaps in public, but not enclosed, years of undressing with and (at times) bathing with the assistance of the castle maids had robbed her of any discomfort. Or, it would have, had she had any discomfort to begin with.

Removing her clothing, she walked into the showers, peering curiously through the steam at the other women -- at their faces. Her curiosity faded once she positioned herself below one head, allowing the hot water to soak her hair, to slide over her body. It was quite nice, though not enough to put the institute out of mind. After a few minutes of standing, only standing, in the running water, she reached for a bottle

[36_24_35]

Tifa found an empty cozy to keep her clothes in while she washed. The last thing removed was her bra, habitually looking down at her chest while her hands quickly pulled the back snap off. No matter how many years went by, her long ragged scar across her chest always caught her attention, as if it were something new to get used to. It once symbolized her determination to destroy the man that destroyed her life, but now it represented all the regret that her goal had piled on her shoulders like dead bodies

[nobleobliged]

[ooc: ... a full month later... please please feel free to ignore this! i just felt so bad and neurotic i sldkfdms]

There had not been too much danger of Natalia stepping into the other woman, as she had already been looking over the fog obscured room. Soap oozed down the side of her face, risking her eyes, and she slid a wet wrist across her skin to impede the flow. It was then that she heard the warning, failing to jump.

"Oh! No, not at all," she answered, eyes moving up to the woman's face. And ... they nearly made it, pausing at her chest. Only for half a second, struck first by the difference (even Tear, perhaps, couldn't compare! the thought which, strangely, produced in her a brief irritation with Luke), next by the scar. Goodness -- had that happened here? But, Natalia would not stare, though she found her cheeks hotter than expected. Despite having been bathed by maids, she had not done so with other naked women, and while not self-conscious in regard to her own body, she had been less prepared than expected for another's

[36_24_35]

[no prob, shit happens! I'm happy to continue since Tifa needs more girl friends]

"Oh..." Tifa's smile was lost for a minute in her surprise at hearing such a long title. "That's... quite a name you got..." It spread back smoothly across her face as she introduced herself in turn. "I'm Tifa Lockhart, it's nice to meet you..." Her rough hands pulled her long rope of hair across her left shoulder as she finagled with the shampoo. She'd probably have to use the whole bottle. Oh well. She could kick Landel in the nuts by draining him slowly of toiletry products.

"Sure is... I was afraid they'd just hose us off in the rec field or something my first day. Glad to see they can be humane when they feel like it..." Her smile grew sharp at the edges as she turned away from Natalia and started pouring a thick line of shampoo down her hair. "So..." Tifa continued through her rigorous grooming. "Do you have friends here?" Hopefully she wasn't all alone with no one from where she had lived. It must have made adjusting to this prison much harder.