not_a_prize: (Flustered)
([personal profile] not_a_prize posting in [community profile] srwu Aug. 31st, 2014 10:18 pm)
[1]
[Peola let out a frustrated sigh as she slumped down at the kitchen counter, hands over her head. She's had a somewhat miserable time due to reasons she would prefer not to discuss - but suffice to say Ken and Dido's ki experiments had a hand in it. Still. Nothing a small snack wouldn't fix and-]

Is that smoke?

[She turned around to see a somewhat clogged toaster literally spewing out black smog that smelled of burned... cake? Peola of course panicked, quickly rushing over to slap it on the side - causing it to fire the charred mess out with the velocity of a bullet, sending the charred mess all over the place.]

AGHK-! Damn you! At the very least that other thing is doing its job-

[This was promptly preempted by the microwave's door blasting open and splattering its contents on the far wall before it shorted out. The bluenette slowly turned to regard the disaster that was literally painting the kitchen before the sprinkler system kicked in after cutting the power to the appliances. A soggy security guard hung her head solemnly.]

[2]
[After assisting with cleanup of her mess, Peola was wallowing in the shower. Well not exactly... Somehow she managed to find a large basin, barely big enough for a person to fit in, drug it into the bathroom and was sitting uncomfortably in the steaming water with a grumpy expression as she cleaned her hair.]

Just what kind of place is this, no proper tubs... or anything...

[She grumbles to herself, continuing on to wash and scrub herself down. Odd as it was, this actually wouldn't be too bad... if this wasn't the men's shower.]

[3]
[Once again after yet another inexplicable mistake on her part Peola just crashed somewhere, picking up some reading material along the way that most likely belonged to Izuru as she lay on a chair with a mild expression on her face.]

It....blew up the moon? But that doesn't make sense... the moon is right there...

[Wait... what?]
ugyuuya: (VG Casual)

From: [personal profile] ugyuuya


[Looking around at the numerous stalls, the open curtain, and the basin sitting full of warm water VG looks pleased and curious as he leans to block the view from the changing rooms to the the showers.]

Well considering this is a communal shower room with more than one shower stall I'm curious what you would consider proper privacy within the men's room?

Also if you really wanted a bath I think Sakihama has one as part of it's facilities. Japanese comforts and all.
ugyuuya: (VG Casual)

From: [personal profile] ugyuuya


[VG turns around and brings his left arm from behind the door frame, revealing a bathrobe which he holds over his shoulder as he keeps his body in the door frame.]

You may have better luck with this than a towel given that several maintenance members just got off shift and are probably heading this way. As for the baths they're located in the residential section of Sakihama and most of the residents could guide you to them if you ask.

[VG can't help but keep a note of amusement out of his voice. He was able to get a bit of a show but there's at least a chivalrous side to him in not embarrassing her TOO badly.]
ugyuuya: (VG Casual)

From: [personal profile] ugyuuya


I've already been gifted with a goddesses presence, to try to ask for any greater blessing at this point would run the risk of bringing forth Nemesis instead of Aphrodite. I consider myself a wise enough man to not call such a wrathful existence down upon myself.
ugyuuya: (VG Casual)

From: [personal profile] ugyuuya


Need to study up on your Greek mythology a bit then.

You're upset and embarrassed and asking for anything else would turn you from the beauty that you are now, Aphrodite, into a raging instrument of vengeance, like Nemesis.

Now in the interest of keeping our maintenance teams in good health I'll head them off before they get too invested in changing and getting cleaned up. You can leave the basin, we'll see to it getting put away.

[VG waves casually over his shoulder as he leaves.]
.

Tags