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[Kyla: Red Rose: Mens Bathing Chambers]

"N-No-"

Kyla had stammered in so long, YEARS, so this was certainly interesting. She had to be really upset to bring up an old speech disability.

"I..I mean, no- it's..it's not your fault. I chose to come in here.."

As the moments passed and the girl began to re-rationalize herself she seemed to be getting her bearings again. Going for the faucet again Kyla poured more water into the tub and taking the bottle of foam bath and nearly emptied half the bottle! the bubbled manifested instantly and rose like an angry monster of suds around all around her. Before they were nearly too much for the tub and would begin slipping over the edge at any moment, that's when Kyla turned the water off again.

Feeling a bit better, with the bubble cover, she timidly turned around slightly so she could see the cowering man behind Joe. Her eyes looked so apologetic.
"I should have been prepared for something like this. It was my own naivety. There's no reason you should be subjected to same fondling just to make a mends when there is no blame on your part. I brought this on myself.."
The bubbles nearly covered everything up to her shoulders!
"I only have myself to blame."
Determined to try and make the embarrassment dissolve and erase the memory of Anthony's hands pressing and squeezing her breast firmly like-
"So- Joe... you said you wish to take the first try?"

[Joe: Red Rose: Men's Baths]

Ugh, now everyone was either blaming themselves or others. Great, the wonderful 'blame game' reared it's ugly head.

Joe lashed out at Anthony. In the sense that his foot was now Anthony's head and pushing down, with the male going "Don't you dare say I didn't tell you, and you apologize to her right now."

Of course, when she brushed it off, the male took his foot off, sighing. Nothing he could really do if she chose not to 'press charges'. Still, she did say something that caught his attention.

"Yeah, me first."

[ Ajora : Castle That Never Was : Altar of Naught ]

When Louis turned around, Ajora's gaze darkened considerably, his eyes narrowed upon the Avatar's back like a bulls-eye. The fingers of his outstretched hand trembled and flexed, moving rapidly as if to grab and let go of something repeatedly. The choir seemed to reach the 'forte' dynamic, growing louder in his mind.

.:Shall you be his tool, as well? Strike now, lest you fall once more.:.

Ajora inhaled deeply through his nose before pulling his hand back and relaxing it at his side, taking the time to look up at the World Amalgam. The cacophony dulled yet again.

No. Just as Damian before him, he has his uses.

"It's only a matter of time, really," he mused, chuckling. After a moment, he turned away from the Amalgam and once more strolled to the center of the Altar. "Anyway, the Red Rose has already set off, so going back to Hawaii would be counterproductive. I managed to sneak a small pet into the ship before take-off, so when you're ready I'll open a portal to an unoccupied bedroom."

"I, on the other hand, have a small ritual to perform before I can rest," he continued, holding out one hand- a dark, almost sickly-looking Heart appeared hovering above it, its cold glow reflected in Ajora's interested gaze. "Your own manipulations gave me an idea. I haven't toyed with any specialized Heartless before, not counting some Anti-form pranks on Cory."

[Anthony ~.~ The Red Rose ~.~ Men's Bathing Chambers]

Anthony's arms and legs flailed about as Joe pressed down on his head. He muttered many apologized, both to Kyla (for his indecency by poking at her breasts) and Joe (for blaming him even though he had warned him). Once the pressure had been relieved, the young man slowly rose to his feet, rubbing the back part of his head where the bo-wielder's foot had been. He looked at the other man and puckered his lips and narrowed his eyes, glaring at him as if to say, 'just you wait and see, mister.'

Kyla changed the subject after blaming herself for his indecent behavior. This did not sit well with Anthony. It was either his fault or no one else's and he wasn't going to settle for any other deduction. Though he can't do much now (especially since both Joe and Kyla sounded serious about trying the new technique) by repeatedly bringing it up and apologizing, but he promised himself to make it up to the artist somehow whenever he got the chance.

"What do you want me to do," he finally asked, his voice initially cracking and filled with guilt. "Just spectate?"

[[Louis : Castle that Never Was : Altar of Naught]]

Louis sighed and turned his attention skyward, noting the last remaining snow flakes that drifted down to the ground, "I thought as much..." the avatar looked torn, "So, are we with or against these, fiends of heart? Judging by how you've spoken of them before, it almost sounds like they'd be more enemies than people we should be working with... and I'm currently in the service of one. I'd like to know where this alliance stands."

{Bobbi .:. Red Rose .:. Men's Room}

"Oooh, Odin. From which Final Fantasy?" Bobbi asked, then raised an eyebrow in her best Spock imitation (which sucked) when Joe suggested he be the Guinea Pig of Kyla's newfound abilities. She was about to say something, then Anthony decided to go into denial about Kyla's femininity and felt the poor Pictomancer up. Bobbi wasn't quite sure if she should be laughing her head off or offended for Kyla's sake. The fact that the Archer had been practically molesting herself previously didn't even register as hypocritical to her. She didn't give half a crap about her own privacy, modesty, or integrity. She really had none of them anyway. Kyla, however, seemed to value at least one of the aforementioned attributes.

And then Anthony said that Kyla could molest him in return. Oh, this was going to be fun~

"Well, if you absolutely have to have like for like returned," Bobbi said with a saucy grin, "I could feel you up in her place~" It was obvious from her tone of voice and the look on her face that Bobbi was yanking Anthony's chain and giving him a ton of crap, but would he be able to read her expressions? It would be interesting to find out.

Then Joe and Kyla had to get back on the serious track, and Bobbi switched from saucy wench to Serious Kitty in point-zero-five seconds or your money back. She wracked her brain thinking of the various things she could do with the magic Shiva had been teaching her over the last few days.

"I thiiiiiink," the Archer mused, "I may be able to inflict some statuses... is that right? Like, Shiva showed me how to imbue someone else's weapon with my Ice, and then she showed me a few other things I could do. Problem is, the nastier stuff she taught me I have to shoot you to get it. Or... wait... yeah, that's the right wording. We are talking about transferring things like poison or burns or things like that, right? Or did I derail somewhere along the conversational track again?"

[Anthony ~.~ The Red Rose ~.~ Men's Bathing Chambers]

Anthony slowly turned his head, much like turning a rusty faucet (resistant and rigid), to face Bobbi with a look of infirmity, somewhat feeble and pallid, an eyebrow slightly higher than the other and twitching with drops of sweat running down the side of his face. "No, it's okay," he said, his voice sounding somewhat elevated and distracted as he tried his best not to betray his rampant imagination. In the same tone, he continued, "And I'm not exactly sure which Final Fantasy game he's from, 'cause I've never played a single Final Fantasy game in my life," before his head returned to its original position in the same mannerism in which it first turned.


[Lucian ~.~ Caribbean Sea ~.~ The Flying Dutchman]

Nega-Amy's toast definitely made Lucian more antsy as it further emphasized the sheer boredom the replicas felt. "I'll drink to that," he said. He took the barrel from the young woman and brought the opening closer to his mouth, then, tilting the bottom of the large keg, began to chug its contents as it poured out in an arch-like fashion into the back of the replica's mouth.

Pulling the barrel away and setting it on the floor between the two, the fallen knight gave out a loud satisfied sigh before his face cringed and his whole body shivered as his palates registered the full taste of the beer. Like his original, he hated beer.

The young man belched, held the air in his mouth, then blew it out. "Well... this can only do so much," he said as he put his hands on his thighs and pushed himself back onto his feet. "Maybe we could teleport outta here and check out the scenery, grab some grub, and get back before Ajora gets here?" The replica made popping sounds with his lips as he rocked back and forth on his feet, awaiting responses. "I mean, it's just a suggestion. Or we could continue to stay here and make nice with the fish-people." Lucian motioned his head back at Saint, as if to use his treatment of the crew as an example of "making nice."

[Noelle ~ Red Rose ~ Girls Bathing Chamber]


Noelle smiled as Jenny decided to join them and grabbed the bottle of tea-tree oil shampoo on the stand at her left. After flipping the lid and squeezing some of the lovely-smelling soap into her palm she lathered it in her hair. Since things had calmed down she was feeling more comfortable with the company and wasn’t freaked out at Demyx’s close proximity. Her fingers were working the shampoo into her scalp as he continued the conversation casually.

“We bathe,” She answered with the obvious, then smiled and continued, “Aaaaaaand gossip I guess. But that happens no matter what you’re doing in the girls bathroom.”

When she had just about finished her sentence Sayrike came in, her confusion about the company obvious, “Oh, no, not co-ed. But it seems like we’ve made it that way. I suppose we’re just rebels like that.”