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04-12-01: watery grave
You go to the Public Bathing Chamber. Nyla moves inwards with graceful liquidness. Actually, she's more than eager to rid...

You go to the Public Bathing Chamber.

Nyla moves inwards with graceful liquidness. Actually, she's more than eager to rid her body of the dirt and grime that has claimed it home, and wastes no time in allowing the tunic that covers her to fall to her ankles. A towel is snatched, along with a sponge, and with a grin thrown to Jayden and Relian she wades into the water until it's hip-deep. "Ooh. Hotness." Nod.

Relian is barefooted, following Jayden and Nyla into the chamber with his clean clothes tossed over one arm, lazily. These he drops, equally lazily, before stripping without modesty, and joining Nyla in the pool. Dirt is evident upon his face, and through his hair; he's turned peculiarly brown, on contrast to the usual colours of his complexion and hair. "Nice," he grins, sinking into the water with some delight.

Jayden is /dirty/. So dirty that it's rather disgusting, really - even though he's used to it. Still, he's in desperate need of a bath, thanks to those sharded chores. Dolphin-boy walks in with the others, shirtless and barefoot with a clean pair of trousers in one arm. He drops them on a bench and quickly strips before grabbing a towel - no sponge, though. He never liked them much. He eases his way into the water. "Oooh...this water feels /good/."

Nyla's 'brows lift with some curiousity at the modesty, or lack thereof, these particular males are showing. A shoulder is rolled with an audible moan of appreciation towards the soothing water, the girl shuffling over to the side of the pool to scoop up a rather generous amount of sweetsand and proceed to massage it over her shoulders. "Mmmmm. Smells sweet." Funny how it's called sweetsand, then. Tilting her head towards the two fellow candidates, a devilish grin spreads from her lips. "Say, would one of you two rub my shoulders? I'll do yours if you do mine." Suggestive? Perhaps. But they're too young. Sorta. Hee.

"I'll never understand how we did without it," admits Relian, lounging, although he gathers up sweetsand, lathering it up before he applies it to the dirt upon face and form. "Was that a *moan* I heard, Nyla?" He isn't a teenage boy for nothing, after all. "I guess we all know what turns *Nyla* on, now." More cheerfully, he adds, "I'm willing, in all innocence, Ny. Get over here." He's not moving. Or something. Hair, now wet, flops ungainly about his neck, sticking in lengthy, dank strands.

Jayden leans dips his head back until his ear-length hair is in the water, and then brings it back up. Nyla receives a raised eyebrow, with a nod to Relian. "I think she did moan, yes she did...so was it the sweetsand or the hot water that turned you on, Ny?" Yup, he'll play along. And we would have rubbed her back...but Relian beat him too it. So that's that.

Nyla prowls along to the Pool.

You go to the Bathing Pool.

Nyla shoots an expression of mock-irritation at Relian, wan eyes seething into his very teenagerly form. "Grow up. It was just..." A pause, as eyes dart to and fro from either candidate. "Nice-ish. Warm 'n bubbly." A grin is given to Relian and she wades on over, handing a small sack of sweetsand to the lad and turning to face Jayden with a devilish grin. "Oh yeah, baby. It's got to be the hottttttt water that turned me on. Mhmmm. Spesh cause you're in it." Snicker.

Relian, in honesty, thought it a rather grown-up comment, really. How many children would think such a thing? But, splashing water towards Nyla with cheerful amusement, he nods. "I know. It was just...Amusing." He is, they've long known, easily amused. Sweetsand is picked up with his fingertips, lathered up with his hands, as he moves to rub it over Nyla's naked back. Mmm. "Ooh, she's dirty talking you now, Jayden! Better be careful; she's bound to be...feisty."

Jayden snorts, eyeing Nyla. An eyebrow is raised /very/ far up at her last comment. Ahem. He's a 19-Turn-old /male/, for Faranth's sake. You don't say things like that to 19-Turn-old males. It's cruel. And mean. "Tempting thought, Ny." And he's going to leave it at that. He laughs towards Relian. "Probably." Nyla = Fiesty. Definitely.

Nyla chuckles, head tipping back languidly. "That's so good, Relian. You have.. like.. girls hands. No calluses or nothin'." Sage nod. Jayden gets a general smirk. "Mrowr." Whaaaa? Fiesty. Her? Never. In all honesty. "Tempting? Nah. You have... Fitz. And all them boys." Cue a really, really quirked up grin.

Relian's hands come to a complete stop. "Fitz? He's...like, twelve, or something. And...what's tempting about him?" If Relian's not completely strange, and innocent, well...His hands resume their work, his response to Nyla cheerful; "Girl hands? Oh. I suppose that's a good thing, isn't it?" Fiesty, definitely.

Jayden eyes Nyla, smirking slightly. That is, until she mentions something about Fitz being tempting... "/Fitz/? As in the youngest candidate? Ahem..." A strange thought, twelve-turn-olds being considered tempting... Scratch that. A /sick/ thought. Jay sinks back underwater briefly before rising to gather some sweetsand.

Nyla can't help but burst out in laughter, bobbing in the water as Relian's hands continue on her back. "I didn't say Fitz was tempting. I said you though he .. well, anyway. I'll shut up now." Oh, and here's for distraction. "Serafa! Hey! Come join us!" Then it'll be a foursome! Cough. Ahem. Relian gets a bit of a bright grin, and she winks at Jayden. She's like that. But not fiesty. Not fiesty.

"I think the idea of Fitz being tempted is absolutely nasty." Relian, it's true, doesn't have a huge opinion of Fitz either way - it's all just the age thing. "Seffy!" he greets, lifting one lathery hand up to greet the other candidate. "The water's *wonderful*." More importantly, his male hormones can be quite satisfied with not one but *two* naked women in the baths. Yes, Nyla is fiesty. Just imagine what would happen, if she Impressed green...

Serafa clambers into the water cheerily, waving a warm greeting to both Relian and Nyla. "Evenin Folks" She smirks and appraises naked bodies, her favourite being the one that emerged from the water, slowly her eyes travel upwards until she is finally gazing at Jaydens face. With an Outraged squealed "YOU!" She starts to make her way out of the water. "Shoulda known from the stink that you were here" This is what happens to Serafa when she is searched and has her life put on hold for months at a time.

Jayden is staring at Nyla. Not because she's naked. (Well, it's partially that.) But mainly because he's /confused/. Ahem. But all thoughts slide when he hears a certain name and whirls around, eyes narrowed. /Her/. And his jaw drops at her greeting. "You...you...that was a very mature thing to say! My /stink/? I don't stink anyway...I'm /bathing/ for Faranth's sake." Yes, she's baiting and he just bit, but nevermind that.

Relian's hands drop from Nyla at Serafa's entrance, and verbal attack upon Jayden. "Er, can we not have blood in the water? I think it would make a bit of a mess." Even so, it's definitely true love, and he's more than a little uncomfortable at the outset. "Even better, you could try being friends, and not interrupting my bath."

Serafa rolls her eyes and sniffs and deciedes to ignore the boys. With prim proper little steps she makes her way to an unoccupied area of the bath. With delicate movements she dispenses some sweetsand and starts to lather her bare caramel-hued skin. Rinsing carefully after each section has been tenderly scrubbed it takes her a while to get her torso clean, imagine the show for her lower body.

Jayden ignores Relian. See, now he's angry all over again (even though he's forgotten why exactly), and blood in the water sounds sharding good. But not his. And then she...she /ignores/ him. He wants a fight and she /ignores/ him. "So what...now you're quiet? That's a bit too unlike you for comfort..." Ahem. Not that she was making him uncomfortable or anything. Really.

Relian, and, evidently, Nyla, have gone very quiet: so much easier to wash someone's back, and then the rest of yourself, rather than incite any annoyed female - or male - into anger, terror, mayhem, and no doubt, eventual death.

Serafa looks at Jayden cooly and continues to scrub at her skin. Brown eyes hard as agates look the boy up and down. "If I wish to remain silent that is my pregogative" She intones stiffly after long moments. At the moment it really is better this way. Rinsing once more she then starts upon the midnight locks upon her head, her vigourous scubbing betraying her vexation.

[Net death]