when johnny comes marching home

[ayu_nee]

Who: Everyone
What: Returning from the draft!
When: Midnight on the 7th and on
Where: Anywhere
Summary: Open post for post-draft returning and reaction, for those not in the plaza. If you're in the plaza, go to that log; if you're not, feel free to post here. ^^
Rating: Varies.

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[chikaidestroyer]

[There's something very relieving about scrubbing one's skin until it's slightly red. The mud on his hands and arms sloughs off under a stiff, wet brush, dirtying the water. Once he's satisfied with the job done, he drains the tub, using that time to fill a cup of water and drench his hair.]

[wise_maiden]

[She threads her fingers through her hair, working at it to get the knots and mud out. A slow process at first, she grits her teeth at times when she runs into the more difficult tangles. The wings will be next, and those are never fun to clean.

The scent of citrus had never been so welcoming. Just scrubbing and scrubbing trying to get the job done.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert soaks in the tub after it's satisfactorily filled, sighing in relief as his muscles relax under the warm water. He again drenches his hair, cleaning it well before settling back and simply ... resting.]

[wise_maiden]

[It's almost easy to forget that there's another person just three feet away. It's the getting clean that matters, the focus on the scrubbing, and for a woman, sometimes that nirvana feeling of cleanliness just isn't there until there's considerable effort.

Eventually, she just heaves a tired sigh, just letting the water do the work for a bit, tilting her head back.]


... what a mess.

[chikaidestroyer]

[He tilts his head a little, stirring from his reverie to focus on what had been said.]

Is something wrong?

[wise_maiden]

Hm? [After all of that, she had almost forgotten he was there.] No, not... really. I was just thinking aloud about what happened.

[chikaidestroyer]

We did what they wanted us to do. We survived.

[Of course, his voice is wry as he says as much.]

[wise_maiden]

The bright side, I suppose. [Wincing, she rolls her shoulders back.] ... it's good to be back.

[chikaidestroyer]

I will be very glad to sleep tonight. [How long have they been up now?]

[wise_maiden]

I don't think I'll be making it to breakfast. [She's not even certain if she can make it into bed. One thing at a time.]

[chikaidestroyer]

I'm too tired to even think about tomorrow's meals. [But he will definitely be hungry. Sigh. Something about that will have to be done. ...Eventually.]

[wise_maiden]

Maybe Caesar could... [Maybe it was an odd thought to have, but the sentence isn't finished; she yawns again instead.] ... on that note, don't call me for lunch either.

[chikaidestroyer]

Or at least brunch. [He can somewhat hear that yawn through the shower spray.] You were casting many spells today.

[wise_maiden]

Heh... I think I surprised myself with some of them. [It was a lot of casting, certainly much more than usual. Once the supplies started getting low... she takes a deep breath, just welcoming that steam.]

[chikaidestroyer]

[Well, she had apparently held herself together well enough through all of that, considering she had managed all of that without collapsing. Albert stretches a little, sinking further into the tub so the hair at the nape of his neck is soaked.

Just a little longer, and he'll climb out. He should be out before Raine climbed out of the shower, anyway.]

[wise_maiden]

[The walk back to her room would be the longest walk. For someone who hates water, she seems to have no qualms about staying in the shower for as long as possible. It's not really energizing, but at least its refreshing enough. Whatever energy she has left is really devoted to not falling over.

Hearing him move around might help snap her out of it, anyway.]