// 010. [pixiecast ]

[photosbythebed]

[The screen is white, the very edges illuminated as it zig zags, pulls back and - hey, that's flesh - the edge of a shoulder maybe?

Why, yes.

Another zip (blonde hair) and back (something ceramic?) and up and---

---oh, look, it's bathtime.There's a washcloth laid across Lilly's eyes, and thank the universe for strategic bubble placement, right

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action;

[thenobledie]

[hey, guess who is peeking in like a creeper with no sense of privacy. she is relearning it every slowly, okay! but shirley is not shy about other women's bodies - nothing she hasn't seen before, and she doesn't place nudity and trust together, anyway. everything she does is courtesy to not startle others. ...which lilly already is, so.]

Trouble?

action;

[photosbythebed]

[No need to guess because she's halfway out of the tub (so much for five minutes of peace and quiet and soaking) and once the soap (and wet hair) is out of her eyes---

---GRABBING A TOWEL RIGHT NOW, BY THE WAY, but she's only half-wrapped it around her before she's reaching into the tub for her Forge.]

What just happened here? You didn't---

[Not that she thinks Shirley would really be the type to---well, wait. She had kind of side-eyed her little walk of shame...]

---you know I was kidding, right?

[Thankfully she looks up for no particular reason, just in time to dodge an incoming hairbrush hurled by a particularly cheeky, raspberry blowing pixie.]

action;

[thenobledie]

[goddamn, these pixies. she had to deal with one hiding her book the day before. practical jokes are well and good, but this little fellow - shirley isn't annoyed yet, but she would prefer something not being thrown at her, either.]

About?

[as she walks further into the bathroom and picks up a cup (one used for gurgling?). convenient, either way.]

action;

[photosbythebed]

[And a hairbrush, really? Is that a hint, because that pixieface that you are making, annoying pixie ...it looks like...

...they are lucky that they are too cute to consider shooting. And not exactly dangerous.]

Enough with things falling from the sky, alright?

[Maybe she can ...bargain with it? And JFC THESE FORGES ARE NOT 100% WATERPROOF, EITHER.]

You know. Friday night. Saturday morning.

[Some vaguely trolly comments she may or may not have made during that little walk. WHAT. SHE DRINKS HER COFFEE BY THAT BENCH EVERY MORNING. She couldn't have planned it any better, though.

She's seen what may have been ghosts in a lot of places, doing a lot of things. Walk of shame from Ezio's apartment? Not on that list of things. And she's seen a lot of ghosts, okay.

Discarding towel for robe, thankyou.]

[video]

[samianscar]

[leaves as message perhaps in part because he's certain she won't get this right away]

Thanks for the staff morale, guv. Can't go wrong with shower-cam.

Want any help zapping the buggers?

[video]

[photosbythebed]

[This is so delayed. But it's unsurprising. SNORT.]

Yeah. That's just about what I thought you'd say. [Hey, it is good that she can count on some things, okay?]

[And walking right into this.]

I've got it covered.

[video]

[samianscar]

[raises The Eyebrow]

[video]

[photosbythebed]

[She is totally making a face at that eyebrow, by the way.

But thanks for not taking that opportunity. It's appreciated.]

What I meant was ...it's contained. In a jar.

[private]

Okay, how bad was it?