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Day 65: Men's Showers
Well, it was about time they got to bathe, that was all Loki really had to say about it. He'd been wondering just how barbaric his captors were. The fact that it was showers only, and no baths for soaking spoke volumes, as far as he was concerned.
But at least there were showers, which was certainly better than nothing. Loki felt something approaching cheerful as he allowed the nurse to lead him on. At the showers he shucked off the ridiculous uniform without so much as a pause and claimed a shower head from those available.
He was used to bathing around others. And as a god among mortals, he definitely had nothing to be ashamed of. Though the warm spray of the shower did let him know that he had some definite bruising on his back from where Kratos had managed to hurl him into that wall, and one of his ribs still twinged occasionally. His jaw still hurt a bit as well, but any bruising there had taken care of itself during the night.
[For the ambiguously gay duo!]
But at least there were showers, which was certainly better than nothing. Loki felt something approaching cheerful as he allowed the nurse to lead him on. At the showers he shucked off the ridiculous uniform without so much as a pause and claimed a shower head from those available.
He was used to bathing around others. And as a god among mortals, he definitely had nothing to be ashamed of. Though the warm spray of the shower did let him know that he had some definite bruising on his back from where Kratos had managed to hurl him into that wall, and one of his ribs still twinged occasionally. His jaw still hurt a bit as well, but any bruising there had taken care of itself during the night.
[For the ambiguously gay duo!]
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And the Ishbalan was well aware that he and Lingormr were two of the only three people in here, yet. He pointedly ignored the bastard, glaring at the shower wall rather than his current company. He was desperate to lash out at him, as well. But Scar would have to wait, lest he made another fool of himself. He wasn't good at waiting. His hands shook, he was so tightly wound and angry. It had been bad enough, what had happened last night, but now Scar had to face being stripped down naked, his bandages and rash fully exposed in front of Lingormr.
Scar got out of the damn shower as quickly as his nurse would let him. It was awful, standing there and having his bandages redone for him. Being helped back into his clothing, all thanks to the asshole standing only several feet away.
[To the Sun Room]