Dayshift 34: Men's Showers

[0bnoxious.livejournal.com]

Albel had wasted an entire night, but he couldn't quite figure out how he had actually wasted it. He had left his room early, didn't stand around doing nothing and no pathetic worm had dragged him down. Finding Fayt's room and smack the foolish maggot against the nearest wall shouldn't have taken a full night, but yet he found himself back in his bed before he even had so much as located the right door.

What the hell?!

But he didn't have much time to think about it, as one of the wenches instantly stepped into his room as soon he sat up. Had she had been waiting behind the door or something? He ignored her useless babble along the way to the showers. Apparently, he had slept through most of the day. Perhaps the lack of sleep was taking it's toll, though the warrior wouldn't even think about admitting that thought. And who cared about it anyway? The days were useless!

By the looks of things, Albel was the first one to arrive. Not that he cared. After stripping himself of his clothing he stepped inside the shower area and picked a stall by random. It took some fiddling with the knobs before the water temperature was good enough, but he eventually let the water wash over his body.

[Free!]

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[bond-off-lame.livejournal.com]

[I forgot my word. D8]

"Well it's not like you were ever popular with the ladies in the first place," Axel poked at, grin growing wider by the second. Indeed, it was going to take a few minutes to thoroughly wash all of his hair, constantly running his fingers through the strands to get every bit cleaned. He took a moment to get that out of a way, dipping his head underneath the spray and began the tedious process of rinsing the suds out.

"You talk like you're an expert at these things, but considering how much you get around I'm not really surprised."

[clockmongler.livejournal.com]

Why was it that every time Luxord was getting along with someone else that II burst into the scene? urge to grab hair... rising. Still, he kept his attention off somewhere into the deepest reaches of space and remained deaf to the conversation. For all he knew, they could be discussing the secrets of the universe behind his back.

Whatever they were speaking off was probably not so important anyhow.

Ignoring any sudden desires he may have had, Luxord moved away from the two to grab a towel. Since his hair was not a good mile long and he'd already rubbed his skin off cleaned his skin, he'd not need to worry about taking so long unlike some other people. Maybe after he got dressed he could spend some more time with Tyche.

[numberii.livejournal.com]

"Hey now, I'm plenty popular with women. ...ladies not so much, I'll give you that." That was far more other Nobodys' schtick, not Xigbar's; he never did have the patience for courtin' the ladies or stuff like that. And besides, they usually weren't as fun or as willing as Xigbar liked, either. Who needed 'em?

Of course, as his hair was roughly long enough to encircle the world, Xigbar was going to be busily occupied in self-care for the foreseeable future. Great for the ladies and stuff, bad for having to take care of it. Ah well... as he continued that, he gazed pointedly at Luxord, even though he was still talking about Axel. "Considerin' the number of women we've got in the Organization? Yeah, I've learned a thing or two. 'least the couches are comfy."