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Sasha puffed her cheeks out slightly as she narrowed her eyes. The brush and lather were set aside in favor of the razor, which she carefully checked once more just to make sure there were no imperfections along the sharp edge.

"I can't blame you for um, you know. Not having feelings. They're.. pretty complicated."

Sasha gave the doctor a suspicious look of her own before pressing her hand to his temple. The action turned his face away, and Sasha used her thumb to create slight tension before applying the blade in a downward motion, gently scraping away lather and whisker alike.

Rapidly finishing the first half of the first pass, Sasha tilted the doctor's head back with gentle pressure to his forehead. Pressing her fingers against the skin of his neck, Sasha worked the blade in gentle downward motions, making quick work of the stubble there.

"Nefarious .." she sounded as if she might choke, pausing to quickly clear her throat before repeating much the same routine on the opposite cheek. "Sir, I assure you, I am reformed. Aside from recently kicking Rep in the shin - which he totally deserved, but it doesn't merit details - I," Sasha turned her attention to the curve of the doctor's chin and upper lip, "like to think I sit pretty low on the terrible scale. Sir."

Sasha lifted the razor from the doctor's face and made a displeased sound. She could already see that smug, stupid smile on Rep's smug, stupid face. Eyeing the sharp edge of the razor very closely, Sasha glanced briefly at the doctor before scraping his upper lip clear of stubble.

That finished, Sasha reached for one of the wet towels, wringing it free of excess water before wiping the doctor's face down. When that small task was completed, Sasha reached for the lather once more.

"Poor young man." Sasha made a huffy noise. "He's terrible. He's mean. But I'll make him some stupid cocoa." She mumbled something that sounded vaguely like 'toilet water' as she lathered up the doctor's face once more, intent on a complete three-pass shave. "I might kick him again, though."

Once she'd finished with the lather, Sasha rinsed the blade before settling in for the second pass. There was a curious expression on her face, one that had her pursing her lips and creasing her brow.

Sasha made a thoughtful noise as she slipped the blade along his cheek and jawline, applying pressure and tilting his head about much like she had the first time.

"Sir, you.. you want me to make Rep cocoa, but," she bit her lip in concentration for a brief moment, dipping down and leaning in close to carefully work the blade along the curve of his adam's apple, "well, sir, I don't want to.. to have to do this more than one time. The cocoa for Rep, I mean. So.. if I take him the cocoa and then ah," the tip of her tongue crept out of the edge of her mouth, the razor manouvered along the underside of his chin, "snap a mouse trap on his nose? Will I have to make him cocoa again?"

The wheels in Sasha's head were clicking at a steady pace; her expression was thoughtful as she soaked in the words the doctor spoke. Up until the moment that Rep had tripped her, Sasha had never in her life felt such a strong negative emotion towards anyone. She hesitated to call it hate as the word was so.. mean and ugly, but then again, so were Rep's actions.

With a low, contemplative hum, Sasha quickly finished up the second part of the shave, reaching for the towel once more. Second verse of wipe-down was the same as the first, and as she tossed the towel aside, Sasha lifted her brows. "Final pass, sir."

She fell silent as she re-frothed the lather, adeptly spreading it across the doctor's cheeks, chin and throat.

"I'll be sure to ah.. think on it, sir." Sasha cleared her throat, a slight frown creasing her features. She hadn't really thought about payback, so to speak, but now... it might be worth thinking about.

Maybe.

"Thank you, doctor."

Rinsing the blade clean once more, Sasha smiled as she leaned down, tilting the doctor's face towards her.

"I am, sir. I finally feel like, ah, you know. Things are just. Clicking together. Jerry and I are dating now, and ... " the blade slipped a bit - she cleared her throat, snapped her mouth shut. Her cheeks lit up and the smile faded.

"Ahh, I'm keeping busy in the labs. I'm.. eager to clear the dorms, but everyone seems somewhat preoccupied. I'd like to get a group together soon, but ah.. we'll see... we'll see how that goes."

Sasha fell silent.

Sasha cleared her throat with a slight smile and fell silent, focusing on keeping the razor steady against the doctor's cheeks. Her own face was pink with embarrassment.

She finished the shave with relative quickness before dampening yet another towel under the hot tap of the nearby sink. Wringing it out, Sasha moved back to the doctor, swiping the warm towel against his cheeks before lifting a brow.

"Do you have any sort of lotion or moisturizer you use after a shave, sir?" Sasha stepped away, moving to empty the bowl in the nearby sink before she set in to rinsing out the towels.

"I can take the razor, paddle and stone with me when I leave, if you like, sir. To sharpen it."

Sasha moved towards the cabinet the doctor indicated, swiftly retrieving the necessities before moving back towards him. She removed the towel that was swathed across his face, tossing it into the pile with the others.

Sasha cleared her throat as she held the moisturizer up, brows lifting in question.

"Shall I, sir?"