Hellooo, dear viewers, it's time for bad, bad...hot springs? [open]

[tidesnpc]

Characters: Anyone from the Convoy
Content: That's right, it's time for a hot springs episode!
Setting: The steamy springs in this scintillating city of sin
Time: After the Convoy lands
Warnings: Invasion of personal space. Awkwardness. A lot of naked. FANSERVICE GALORE.

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[myfavoritetea]

Iroh was never one to miss up a chance at visiting hot springs. (In fact, he was well-known for visiting just about any springs and making them hot if he could get away with it.) This was no exception. He practically dashed out of the ship as soon as it had landed and made for his favorite of the public springs in all of Licere (of course he'd been there before.)

Why was it his favorite? The temperature was always a bit hotter than most of the others, and therefore perfect for him. He was pleased to note that it had not changed since the last time he'd been here. He removed his towel and was in the water before the ship's engines had cooled.

[dontkillmebro]

'Strange' wasn't the best way to put it, but in a way, it fit.

It had been nearly a year since Sara had last set foot in the Dougo Bathhouse. This was... she hesitated to think that this was where her life changed, because if any place deserved that title, it was Grabera Outpost. At the same time, though, it was important. Grabera might have been where she closed off her heart, but this Licere hot spring was where she had really opened it again.

Maybe things would be different from now on.

She'd brought Emily again. The habit was hard to break. Sara set the doll on top of a rock and sank into the hot water.

[flight_15]

He hadn't been to Licere in years. After the massive head trip that was Antrim, Ichigo was grateful for this chance to unwind, and headed straight for the public hot springs. He wasted no time in stripping down and washing off, then tied a towel around his waist and slowly made his way over to the outdoor pool.

(Bathing suits? You weren't supposed to wear bathing suits to a hotspring -- at least, that was how Ichigo had been brought up.)

Draping his towel over the rocky edge of the spring, Ichigo shut his eyes and leaned against the side and let the heat seep into his muscles and bones. Man...he'd forgotten how good this kind of thing felt. There wasn't even anyone else here, for the moment -- apparently, he'd picked a less popular time. It didn't make much of a difference to him, but he had to admit, the quiet was nice. Ichigo felt himself relaxing, really relaxing, for the first time in too long.

[flailingbento]

Watanuki, for his part, had never been to Licere. The only "hot springs" where he'd grown up were the heated public baths in Bellcius, and his family hadn't really frequented them. He'd heard of them, sure enough, but hadn't really been sure what to expect. Thus far, he'd been enjoying himself immensely, though - he wasn't used to a place where he was the one waited on, where his only prerogative was to relax

[flight_15]

The small splash Watanuki's foot had made had caught Ichigo's attention. He opened his eyes, wondering in a vague and disinterested manner who it was.

Then his eyes went wide.

He knew exactly who that was.

Ichigo felt a hot flush rise in his face and his voice stick in his throat as he started, half-standing up in surprise from the rock ledge he'd been sitting on, then realized that standing wouldn't help in this situation. The water had been up to his shoulders before; now it was closer to his waist.

(Maybe, just maybe, if that thing on Long Night hadn't happened and they hadn't had that conversation about it, Ichigo could have pretended he didn't care that Watanuki was standing over there in just a towel, but now...?)

"I--uh--"

It didn't really occur to him that he had just as much right to be in this hot spring as Watanuki did. It felt kind of like he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't have, and that scar on Watanuki's chest hasn't faded much, and he was really skinny too, was it normal for cooks to be that thin

[flailingbento]

When Ichigo started to stand, it was only the danger of losing his towel that prevented Watanuki flinging his arms over his eyes. As it was, he got a hell of a view of Ichigo from the waist up, and thank goodness the movement of the springwater made everything below the surface hazy, because he really didn't want to see what was-- oh god it looked like he was staring, didn't it, like he was staring at Ichigo and his shoulders and his chest-- and they were broad and well-defined and absolutely nothing like his, because the world wasn't fair and-- NO. He had to stop this. Right now. Someone had to say something before this got too out-of-hand.

"I. UH." Yes. Ichigo's face. His face. Somehow looking away would make this worse, but he could pin his eyes to Ichigo's face and somehow it would be less awkward, even though he knew he couldn't possibly blame his rising flush on the heat of the water and he was still standing there in nothing but a towel.

He had no reason to be flustered by this. It was just Ichigo. Ichigo was nothing to be

[tiny_tinker_toy]

It was strange. Rikku was excited to be at Licere. It was fun, and hot springs were always good for relaxation.

But for some reason, all she could think of what it would be even better if Shuuhei were here with her. Stupid Shuuhei, taking up her Rikku-time.

But she did miss him. And the hot springs were segregated, so no going and bothering Ichigo or Kimi.

[drinkitlovelife]

At that point, Rikku could hear a creak from the bamboo wall dividing the women's bath from the men's bath.

Mimino Kurumi had come here to relax, all right. Still, when there weren't that many people in the particular spring that she happened to be in, her mind began to wander to terrible ideas she'd seen in books or radio plays. On top of that, well, these were hot springs.

So, a popping noise and a puff of smoke later, a small, pink, furry thing could be seen trying to scale the wall to the men's bath.

[tiny_tinker_toy]

Rikku didn't even have to look. "C'mon, Milk, you'll get thrown out if you get caught."

[drinkitlovelife]

"I'll pretend to be a fuzzy wall decoration ~miru-- ah!" Milk's paw slipped and she fell, flailing, straight into the water with a splash as big as she was. She floated to the top, flailing and coughing. "Stupid wall ~miru!"

Yes, they are canon. I am sorry.

[a_perfect_peach]

After their latest adventure, Pfirsich was more than glad to be someplace welcoming and warm. That Licere had a variety of amenities to partake of besides hot springs just made it that much nicer. For now, though, a good soak would be nice.

After a brisk shower, he walked out into the male section of the public baths, and untied the towel from around his waist, revealing a pair of frilly bathing trunks of a light pinkish-peach color. Placing it in one of the nearby baskets, Pfirsich made his way to the nearest spring.