[ OPEN ] Hot Springs Episode!

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CHARACTERS: EVERYONE
WHERE: The Second Flight
WHEN: DAY :022
SUMMARY: The Sauna!
WARNINGS: Nekkid times.

[ A few hours after the murder, she hasn't blown the ship up, and here they are. Another knock knock on everyone's brain: ]

( For those of you that are interested - I have secured us a place at the Sauna. Free for us to be use without interruption from outsiders.

You are to be clean before you come in. )

[ Maybe you're here because she bullied you, maybe you want to soak - maybe you're the poor bastard that is standing guard at the door. Either way, welcome to the Suana, have fun. Or don't. ]

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[somnifacient]

What, you don't think I will?

[He's trying to sound annoyed, trying not to let that laughter burst through the cracks. It's difficult, the way his mouth is obviously trying not to smile and failing.

He yanks the towel forward, unexpectedly.]

Let go!

[gunlock]

Woah--!

[he stammers forward, crashing into noctis (more than purposely), but he's not going to let go of the towel]

Hey, what gives?!

[he's laughing, pulling the towel back, both of them precariously close to the edge of the pool]

[somnifacient]

[Crashed into, it doesn't seem to bother him one bit. He just gives Prompto another playful push of the shoulder, and grips the towel even tighter.]

What gives is you giving back that weapon of mass destruction in your hands right now!

[Never mind that he wasn't technically hit by the towel, but the point still stands. He twists at it, a little, to the right. So what if they're close to the pool? It's Fine.]

[gunlock]

[and prompto twists back, to his right, countering noctis. his knees are slightly bent, definitely in position to attack.]

Someone sounds a little scared.

What? You been growin' soft without someone to give you a good spankin' around?

[somnifacient]

[Uh huh. Look at Prompto, all coiled up like a spring. Noctis' grin turns a little wry, a little mischievous.]

You sure sound eager.

[What if he just...lets go. Will that sudden momentum swinging back towards Prompto be enough to knock him into the pool? Let us find out.]

[gunlock]

[it does in fact send him reeling forward, caught suddenly by surprise. there's only a too-loud wail of despair from the blond before a splash!, signalling that he has, in fact, lost the towel war]

[he surfaces, shaking his head from water, pouting and immediately pointing an accusatory finger]

Y'used physics against me! This is class-A betrayal!

[somnifacient]

[He bursts into laughter almost the exact moment the sound of Prompto breaking water echoes throughout the area.

So much that he hunches over a little, trying to fit in words between all of it. To his best friend's credit, it's been a long time since he's laughed like this. It feels like ages, the way the sound tumbles out of him, like something strange and alien these days.

But he's not going to complain.]

You... [Pffft.] Like you wouldn't have... done the same thing!

[gunlock]

You'd call it an act against the crown, knowin' you!

[he waddles over to the edge of the pool, but the calming effects of the sauna are getting to him, now that he's here in the water. and so he remains, arms crossed over the ledge, resting his head against a bicep]

...okay, I'll let you have this one. Just this once, though.

[somnifacient]

It would be an act against the crown, just because I said so.

[How's that for abuse of power? Ha.

Eventually, though, Noctis decides to sit by the poolside, dipping his legs into the water. He kicks a little at Prompto.]

[gunlock]

[prompto closes his eyes as noctis decides to sit down. the kick at his side makes him crack one eye open, grinning a little.]

( Geez, what a pampered king we got. )

[did he think that 'out loud' on purpose? probably. he turns, to rest with his back against the wall of the pool, sinking only until his shoulders barely show, healed scars and bruises from the past ten years hidden under the warm waters.]

Insert context so that my pun about getting reeled in by you, my dude, makes sense.

[he splashes the water a bit] Get in. That burn on your ass probably needs it.

[somnifacient]

(Think that a little louder, why don't you?)

[But he just rolls his eyes and slips into the water. It feels good against his skin, which is quite distinctly unmarred compared to Prompto's. Something which he notices regardless, a scar or two of Prompto's peeking up over the surface of the water. His smile twitches just a little, the reality of all that his friend had been pulled from seeming to come to the surface once more.]

I, uh-

[Focus. Now's not the time.]

Pretty sure you just want to make fishing jokes at my expense.