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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 8:25 pm
Ifrit pulled back his hand as the other pet him. That was kind of weird, having another boy touch your hand like that. Not that he'd want a girl to touch his hand like that either. In fact, he didn't much like people touching his hand. It made him feel patronized, like he was a kid or something (never mind that he WAS a kid).
Still, at the notion the boy would attempt to burn something for kicks, Ifrit smiled again. "Coolies. You'll love it." he said with a reoccurring grin, his eyes sparkling.
His grin fell a second time as the boy mentioned a bath. He was still dead-set on that, wasn't he. He still didn't see why they couldn't hose him down.
"Man, you still wanna do that?" he said, crinkling his nose as he jumped down and reluctantly followed the boy.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 1:34 pm
"Of course." Yazoo exclaimed somewhat shocked that Ifirit thought he of all people would change his mind. "Now that I know you don't have clothes on it's doubley important that you look your best. No one wants to see a nasty matted coat now do they?"
Making his way into the bathrrom he started to lay out different shampoos and conditioners for what he now thought might be the biggest task he had ever undertaken.
Once in the bathroom Ifirit would notice that it was completely done in ivroy and marble with brass fittings on everything. The bath was the size of a small pool and had wonderful jets that moved the warm water about.
Turning the boy would see a shower with muted glass sliding doors, easily big enough to hold 3 adults. Standing beside that was a pedestal and basin sink. The towel racks were plentiful and each held two large fluffy towels that looked as soft as silk.
Making his way to yet another vanity here in the bathroom the other young boy picked up a couple brushes and combs meant to untangle the mass of fur flaring everywhere on the elementals head and body.
"Get in the tub." he said gesturing at the swirling waters.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 6:15 pm
Ifrit sighed as the boy seemed relentless. He may as well grin and bear it, he supposed. He still didn't like the idea of being wet, of being submerged. It was kind of...scary, and it made his heart beat fast. But it was just water! It couldn't really hurt him and he couldn't drown in only a few feet. He jutted his jaw out in a determined fashion and strutted in after the silver-haired boy.
He looked around the bathroom, eyes widening once more as he took in the grandness of it all. It was...impressive. It made him almost ashamed of the little house he and Alex had. But then again...if he had a place like this, he wasn't sure what he'd do with it all. A hose was fine for him, in the end. Fancy was nice, but not necessary.
Ifrit looked warily at the swirling waters of the tub. He hesitated uneasily, pawing at the water with a hand first. It was pleasantly warm but...he didn't like it. He didn't like water. It went against his nature. He shook his head, suddenly feel a little scared. It was easy to agree and act like it was no big deal when he was away from the tub but now that he was closer...it was a little harder.
He crinkled his nose. "I...I don't wanna. It...it ain't right." he said warily, just staring into the water.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:45 pm
Frowning at the new resistance Ifirit was presenting Yazoo walked up to him and gave a firm shove to the middle of his back. The tub was big enough he wouldn't hit his head and if he started to struggle in the water he could always pull him up.
"Don't be a big baby." he said setting the scented oils down on the tubs edge.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:43 pm
He flailed wildly, wheeling his arms as he pitched forward into the tub. He hadn't been expecting the shove, so he went over quite easily. He hit the water with a splash, flailing around and splashing water everywhere.
The sudden sensation of being surrounded by his opposing element was something altogether troubling. He had the same feeling when he was hose down, but he was never submerged then. to feel the water all over him, all over his fur...it was unpleasant. Not painful, but unpleasant. Beyond that, it had a sort of draining effect- or maybe that was just the thrashing that had tired himself out.
He popped his head up out of the water, snorting and panting with a wild-eyed expression. That had been...scary, dammit.
"What th' hell was that?" he yelled, still sitting in the water. "I'm not a baby. Fire creatures just don' like water!" he huffed.
He lifted his hands and began to take off his bangles, setting them to the side. His necklace came off next, followed by his anklets. He hoped they'd be okay and that the water wouldn't mess them up any.
He leaned in towards the oils sitting on the edge and sniffed at them. He crinkled his nose and pulled back. Wow, those were strong! What was he going to use those for...?
"Oy, what are them liquids for? They smell weird..." he asked.
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 11:31 am
Yazoo yelped as the water came out over the edge of the tub and through the air. Ducking for cover he felt the remanants of the rain soak into his soft coat. Well at least he had saved his hair.
Moving back towards the sputtering, raging boy he smiled and waved a hand at him. Such a silly excuse.
"Sure, sure whatever you say." he replied in a mildly condescending tone before picking up the first bottle of oil. "Why I'm going to use these to hydrate your skin and scalp. What did you think they were for?"
Twisting off the cap he set it back down to take off his coat. Underneath the soft folds the boy was wearing a turtleneck and jeans. Pushing up the sleeves he picked up the bottle again.
"Ready?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 7:28 pm
Ifrit huffed a bit more, curls of steam escaping his nose again as the boy talked down to him. he didn't like it when adults used that 'you're-just-a-silly-kid' tone with him, let alone someone who was around his age. He growled a bit, the water temperature around him elevating somewhat as his body exuded heat into the water with his irritation. No enough to boil the water, but enough to cause a noticeable increase in the warmth.
"Don't use that tone with me." he said stiffly, rusty brows furrowed in irritation.
Though as the boy explained the oils, Ifrit's irritation melted to a more confused expression. Hydrate? What did that mean? Hydro...that was a prefix that indicated water, right? Ick, he didn't like the sound of those oils' purpose, then.
"I dunno, s'why I asked." he shrugged. "Though...I'm still not clear what 'hydrate' is..."
Ifrit eyes the other boy as he advanced and shrunk back a bit. He didn't like this bath thing. He was ready to call it done and crawl out. But apparently, this ordeal was far from over. He may as well deal for now...the boy was paying too much attention for him to make an escape for now. He sighed heavily, blowing more smoke.
"Yeah, yeah...let's just get this over with." he sighed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 1:29 pm
Yazoo coughed a bit as Ifirit blew out more smoke. The acrid smell making his eyes water. Waving a hand in front of his face he tried his best not to stumble from his now blurry vision.
"Could you stop blowing smoke? It's bad for the skin and it can cause lung cancer." he asked politely as he reached out a hand to try and grab the unsure aeon. "It's meant to give your skin a soft feel and pleasant smell. Now come here so I can pour some on you. It rinses off."
He couldn't understand why the boy got annoyed so quickly after all he spoke to people like that all the time and they didn't seem to mind.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 7:42 pm
Ifrit smirked as the boy coughed. Even if it was just a small passive-aggressive retaliation, it made him feel a little better. He was sort of childish in that aspect (not that it was unexpected for his age).
"Cancer? What's that?" he asked, crinkling his nose again. That disease had just never come up in conversation yet, so the boy had no clue what it was. "Anyways, it's not gonna hurt me. I mean, it just comes natural for me. An' if it's natural, then it wouldn't make me sick, right?"
As they moved over onto the oils, Ifrit tilted his head and looked at them a bit more. They were gonna make him smell weird. He rolled his eyes and cotted over to the other boy, sitting patiently for the boy to do whatever he was going to do, though he looked largely unimpressed by everything. Though it was hard to be content when you looked like a wet cat.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 1:46 pm
A small frown wrinkled Yazoo's brow when Ifirit said that he wasn't gonna get hurt by the smoke. Didn't the boy think maybe others would though?
"Well it's all good for you to not get sick but other people won't be so fortunate. Cancer is a very bad thing. It kills people. Could you imagine if you accidentally gave that to your dad cause you didn't stop?" he quipped irritably.
Pouring a generous amount of oil into the other boys hair he began to massage it in and about the scalp.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 6:32 pm
He crossed his arms as the boy oiled him. His smoke could make people sick? Oh, he doubted it! No more sick than a campfire, anyways. He heard that the smoke from cigarettes was bad, but Alex had told him it was because of the nasty chemicals. He didn't have any nasty chemicals in HIS smoke, right? Right.
"Oh, it won't make anyone sick! No more sick than campfire smoke, anyways. Might as well jus' stop ever makin' campfires or burning candles, then if the smoke will kill you." he said sarcastically, tossing his hands up.
He had a firey temper (as expected for a fire Aeon), but the impact of his rant was decreased by the fact he looked like a drowned rat. He began to fidget a bit in the water, still feeling uncomfortable with being in such a liquid, his irritation only adding to his unease.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 8:29 pm
When Ifirit basically said he was complaining about nothing Yazoo reached over and shoved him under the water. It was to rinse right?
Letting the other boy back up he stood and walked to where his vanity was to retrieve a bigger comb. Looks like he was gonna need it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 10:02 pm
He wasn't expecting that. He went under, flailing and thrashing again. Once Yazoo let up, he popped up, gasping and snorting wildly. He rested his arms on the outside edge of the tub, panting a heavily. Okay, that was it- he was done with bathing.
He started to pull himself out of the tub, grumbling irritably and huffing steam out of his nose now, too stunned still to properly yell at the other boy.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 4:04 pm
"Oh I don't think so mister." Yazoo said as he noticed Ifirit trying to get out of the tub. "Get back in there or I push again."
Putting his hands on his hips he stood there glaring at the dripping boy struggling to free himself of the liquid menace.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 6:01 pm
Ifrit paused his escape, sitting up on the lip of the tub, balanced precariously. He was done with this! He was tired of being submerged in water. His and mane were heavy and wet, the water was making him feel tired and weak...he did not like this.
He didn't like being pushed into the water any more, though, so he sighed in defeat. He was too wet and tired to fight most attempts to shove him in, so he scowled at the other boy and lowered himself in again.
"Fine. But you push me in again and I'll light your pants on fire." he warned. Never mind the fact he probably couldn't use fire in water like this...
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