station72 | DAY :049

CHARACTERS: Aloy and you
WHERE: The Station
WHEN: DAY :049
SUMMARY: Aloy finds the pool.
WARNINGS: Nudity.

A. DAY 049: Splish splash

[ Aloy had been told about the miraculous internal plumbing and hot showers here, but she'd yet to actually see one (or really grasp how she was supposed to get it to work). After a few days of training and living, she was badly in need of a bath and her wanderings had ended up leading her to this pool. True, it smelled faintly of some sort of chemical, but it was a pool and she could bathe.

Stripping down and piling her things at the pool's edge, Aloy stepped into the shallow end, wading around until she found a spot where the water rose just over her hips. Deep enough. Soapstone and wash cloth in hand, she bends to get them both wet, then begins to vigorously scrub herself down. It's in this state, naked and covered in soap suds, that someone comes for a swim and instead finds Aloy taking a bath. She looks up, entirely unbothered by her nudity and nods a brief greeting. There's enough room for others to use the pool as well, so she assumes there shouldn't be a problem.

Right? ]

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[ Feel free to hit Aloy with something else if this isn't your speed! ]

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[What Nyx had wanted was to sit and be left somewhat alone, in some quiet confine, away from the constant droning of the links. He'd found water was its own noise, distant and muffling. It made the humming and the roaring tolerable when the outside world was drowned into water.

What Nyx got was much more than he bargained for.

Story of his entire life.

Military life got rid of all notions of privacy. More often than not he'd be changing out in front of everyone else as they ran to the barracks and to the front lines.

He can't help but scrub his face. He'd been so damn ready to just settle in, given by the fact that he's just in whatever passed for swim trunks around here and a towel hanging from his neck.

He doesn't even know what to say.]

Aloy, you're not supposed to do that in a pool.

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[ Aloy blinks and looks back at Nyx as she continues to soap up one shoulder, damp hair hanging down her back. What's going on now? Was this wrong? ]

It's a pool. What else is it for?

[ She turns to face him, hands on her hips now as she looks back at him quizzically. This place is weird. ]

For swim practice and relaxing. You know there are showers right?

[He starts skirting the edge of the pool, readying to put the towel on her if she obliges. Otherwise, he's not going to force her to do anything.]

You're going to smell like chlorine all day if you take a bath in here.

[ Aloy doesn't seem too interested in getting out just yet. She half-turns, watching Nyx with a quirked little smile. ]

It doesn't smell all that bad. Besides, I wasn't sure where those showers you talked about were.

You could've asked anyone without even trying. And soap smells better.

[Yeah, teenager. Right. She's definitely going to do whatever she wants.]

( You should try the showers. )

[ Any faint scandal over her use of the pool as a tub fades as Bellamy's mind connects, nudging at the back of her head for attention. He's bored, Noctis is asleep, and Bellamy can't detach from him or the oil-slick creature latched between them. ]

( They're better. The water is clean. )

[ Though Bellamy's impression of clean sparks memories of rainfall rather than soap and the absence of chlorine. ]

( This water is right here and it works for what I need. )

[ Aloy's amusement is the strongest emotion that Bellamy feels as Aloy's mental attention towards Bellamy. His notion of clean seems to match well with hers, though it also seems to include swift, clear rivers. ]

( It doesn't smell right. )

[ Chlorine is new to him. Even the water on the Ark, stale as it had sometimes been, had never smelled sharp and strange the way the pool does. ]

( That water's all for swimming. If you can swim. )

[ Which she clearly could, better than Bellamy. There's faint admiration attached to that consideration. ]

[You know, mental shielding is sort of a two-way street. The whole attempt to keep everything locked down in his own head means not realizing through the multitude of brain links that something's happening in the pool area.]

[It wouldn't be such a big deal if he hadn't left something in there. Something he really didn't want to be left wandering around without, or have someone else pick up and risk losing.]

[... thankfully for his sake, when he steps into the room, it happens to be from the back. Her back.]

[He can't stop the sudden thoughts - Why does EVERYONE do this? - and - Not AGAIN - banging around in his head. But he can, and does, turn his head up to the ceiling. Determined to walk around the edge of the pool without looking away.]

[They really need to put up signs or something.]

[ Aloy tilts her head as she gets a mental barrage of embarrassment and disbelief. Slowly, she turns to look at Shiro as he makes his way around the edge of the pool and a smile tugs at her lips. ]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you.

It's... really not you, it's me.

[Apparently, anyway. Since this marks the second time someone has been in the pool with nothing on. And he's been the only one bothered. So at least the comment is sincere.]

[Even if the actual phrase is pretty cliche, where he's from.]

I just forgot something -- I won't bother you.

DAY :049

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barges in with a mental link because bellamy is attached to noctis and a slime baby

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i live for comedy i am sorry

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