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damned_institute2012-07-23 08:13 am
complicatedliar) wrote in damned_institute2012-07-23 08:13 am
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.
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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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Amazing!
As the water touched his naked skin, all thoughts of last night seemed to melt away. His leg was forgotten, X leaning against the back of the shower as he simultaneously stared down at himself and those around him, trying to figure out exactly what was supposed to be done in here.
This was a sanitation room, right? At least, that was what his Nurse had said when he'd asked her what the room was used for. But how exactly did you sanitize yourself? Was it with the blocks of something and those sponges?
...It couldn't be too hard.
.....So said X after fifteen minutes, simply staring down at his body and watching with awe at the bubbles that formed against his human muscles and other extremities. When the bubbles washed away, he just lathered more on.
Minutes more passed of this, until all of him was washed. Six times over, punctuated by the sounds of his surprise and fascination with each scrub. Was this how humans did things every day?! This felt so good! Why didn't Reploids get to have hygienic routines like this; the stress from missions would have been greatly reduced, and then there would have been a far improved mood.
At least, that was what X had thought as he (reluctantly) extricated himself from the shower, hiding his naked body from prying eyes as he toweled off.
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