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Sora ([personal profile] lighthearted) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2011-03-13 12:04 pm

Day 55: Male Showers

The conversation that Sora had had with Sam had definitely made all of the cleaning far more bearable. It wasn't even that they had talked about anything that groundbreaking, but the man had been kind to him and it had given him something else to focus on. All in all, being forced to clean hadn't been as bad as he'd expected.

And now that it was over, it sounded like it was time to go to the showers. That was for the best, seeing how cleaning actually ended up making you kind of dirty.

More than that, Sora was lucky enough to be one of the first people who was led into the showers. He considered asking the soldier who was escorting him about the pins for his hat, but in the end it made more sense to wait until he was getting dressed again.

Changing out of his clothes, new as they were, wasn't a problem; his own outfit that he wore back home was far more complicated, after all, and so he had the buttons undone and the belt removed in seconds.

After that, Sora quickly moved toward the back of the shower area, turned on the water, waited for it to heat up, and then stepped under the spray. He'd learned some time ago that trying to talk in the showers usually didn't work so well; all the running water was too loud and he was too awkward, even if he'd gotten much better about it over time.

It was still better to just get it over with and then head out into the Sun Room, and so once he was decently clean he turned off the water and headed out to get changed again.

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purgatio: ([x] the road to damascus)

[personal profile] purgatio 2011-03-19 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
There was something in this that was unwanted. If they communicated in lies and half-truths, Albedo wanted nothing of it. He wanted Nigredo to be truthful, but by this point, Albedo couldn't remember the initial query. Something was wrong. And Nigredo did not want Albedo to know. He closed his eyes, keeping his head against the tiled side. As it mattered, right?

"I'll wait," he said, tone bland and dead. "I don't want to move anyway." There was an awkward beat of time. "If you still want to."
falseblack: (is our little willow weeping.)

[personal profile] falseblack 2011-03-19 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Lukewarm shower fell over his head, and Nigredo stiffened on reflex. To calm as he returned his sight to the tile in front of him, head tilting downward to hide his eyes. Albedo would wait here. That would be fine. Nigredo did not have anything to hide, after all. "I want to," was all he could say before slipping back into silence.

Cleaning under the knowledge of an appointment should have prompted a quick finish. Nigredo, however, moved slower than his usual rate, as if the child was somehow under scrutiny. In truth, he cared little for self-consciousness and was taking the extra minutes to regulate what had piqued in the conversation with his brother. When he finished, he wiped at his eyes absentmindedly and then reached for his towel.

"I'm ready."

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Edited 2011-03-19 04:30 (UTC)