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[The others in the bath had all run after the thieving monkeys—some flustered and determined to retrieve their towels, some maybe having too much fun with the chase itself—leaving only one person still soaking in the water. Someone Ieiri will recognize on sight, assuming she has not been deterred by all the monkey business.
Nanami sits in the steaming water up to his shoulders, head tipped back with an expression more resigned than relaxed. There goes his towel too... but he's not going to get up and make a fool of himself over it. The water is pleasant and hopefully now that most everyone has cleared out he can enjoy it in peace. He'll deal with the towel issue when it comes time to get out—possibly by messaging someone for help getting a fresh one, but it wouldn't be the first time he's had to walk around here nude. If he's cautious and times it well, he might be able to make it back to where he left his yukata without being seen.
He turns his head toward the entrance, hearing someone approach. (Was that a familiar voice...?) He appears healthy and whole. No evidence of the destruction wreaked upon his body in Shibuya. Obviously among the living with his skin flushed from the heat of the bath.]
[The only reason her towel isn't gone is that it's still wrapped around her. With the way things are going, it'll probably become a victim soon enough.
But monkeys aren't important now; it's the voice. A too familiar voice and image in the foggy bath that she's sure shouldn't be there. Shoko stands frozen in the doorway, the noise falling into the background as her mind digs around in the deepest holes for an explanation for what she's seeing. Aside from it being an alcohol-induced hallucination, which is impossible, she only had a bottle of sake.
Shoko's sure she... she saw... it's...
Shoko swallows a heavy lump that got lodged inside her throat. And stepped forward, then into the water, silently, tossing the towel aside. If her eyes are glassy, don't point it out, the excuse will be a lie.]
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soak away the stress
Nanami sits in the steaming water up to his shoulders, head tipped back with an expression more resigned than relaxed. There goes his towel too... but he's not going to get up and make a fool of himself over it. The water is pleasant and hopefully now that most everyone has cleared out he can enjoy it in peace. He'll deal with the towel issue when it comes time to get out—possibly by messaging someone for help getting a fresh one, but it wouldn't be the first time he's had to walk around here nude. If he's cautious and times it well, he might be able to make it back to where he left his yukata without being seen.
He turns his head toward the entrance, hearing someone approach. (Was that a familiar voice...?) He appears healthy and whole. No evidence of the destruction wreaked upon his body in Shibuya. Obviously among the living with his skin flushed from the heat of the bath.]
Careful, it's slippery.
[There was a lot of splashing just a minute ago.]
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But monkeys aren't important now; it's the voice. A too familiar voice and image in the foggy bath that she's sure shouldn't be there. Shoko stands frozen in the doorway, the noise falling into the background as her mind digs around in the deepest holes for an explanation for what she's seeing. Aside from it being an alcohol-induced hallucination, which is impossible, she only had a bottle of sake.
Shoko's sure she... she saw... it's...
Shoko swallows a heavy lump that got lodged inside her throat. And stepped forward, then into the water, silently, tossing the towel aside. If her eyes are glassy, don't point it out, the excuse will be a lie.]
...I can handle it...