[ can't believe this is our pc post now. thebe is available for finding on the station, currently rocking their heels back and forth looking at a hot springs that advertises poolside liquor tasting. probably not the smartest combination but that seems like their big m.o. here.
also i'm self indulgent so here is fit check. their hair is down in one long braid behind them. ]
Okay, but this seems too good to pass up when I'm not footing the bill... what do you say?
[ baiken is still just wearing her kimono. although this is the fancy vegas planet, so nevermind she is wearing her red and blackalternate one. hair is still a mess though. that's what you get using 13-in-1 / bare minimum to keep clean. ]
Never, you should know Titan's is my favorite. Next to Vallhalla, of course.
Now. C'mon, the fresh air is going to be good for you too.
[ she waves an outstretched hand, pushing open the door for them both. a wave of fragrant steam, all the trappings of a traditional hot spring surfacing with a few droids here and there, some people carrying booze or towels about. ]
[ how at ease can you get really when we are being murdered every week and your life is a kurosawa film on steroids putting it mildly? thebe just nods in agreement. ]
Yeah, I know what you mean. I wasn't really big on clubs back home either, so. This place seemed like a good one to finally just... chill the hell out.
[ and no one has probably died here. probably. we don't have to think about it. they'll pull out a card from inside their jacket, one hand reaching out to tug baiken gently by the edge of her clothing. it's simple enough to make her way up to the counter and to order full service for the both of them in their own room, as it's set up. ]
[ because it is affection week, she doesn't immediately pull away.
because it is affection week, she gives thebe a little hair ruffle. ]
No reason to thank me.
[ she isn't self deprecating enough to comment on how all she does is sit around and drink and puts the bare minimum into anything else, but like, that's the vibe. although being able to chill in private is considerably better than the alternative, so... ]
[ the hair ruffle... cherished. she eases up a bit more at that, tossing supplies between the both of them - soap and wash cloths to bathe before the actual hot spring dip. she jangles the keys to their suite and leads the way. it's shockingly traditional maybe as "novelty", but it makes it... comfortable. screens that feel like real wood, the scent of herbal bath water. there's a large backdrop that overlooks a simulated sunset, but the light itself is warm as any real one.
thebe just sets things down and starts to arrange their hair on their head into two buns with a couple of pins. ]
There's nothing to thank me for. Promise...
[ underneath the hair, a large metal plate that leads downwards under their shirt in a straight line. ]
this feels a little too fancy. it's nothing that makes her uncomfortable, but it is something that felt so... distant, for so long. she spent more time away from the colony than in it, carving out a meagre living for herself digging through garbage for food and sleeping outside like a stray dog. she could never owe it to herself to relax for very long, but now, she doesn't really have a choice.
as for that plate. baiken remembers something about surgery, some weeks ago. she isn't one to hover, and thebe is an adult who can decide to go into the water for themselves. that doesn't mean baiken isn't making a mental note, however.
and maybe there's a reason she hasn't been to a hot spring in a long time: her hair is way too long and wild to tie up in a way that matters. the way its tied now keeps it out of her way and that's been sufficient, but she has to let her hair down to clean it. fwoomp. there it goes. she's never been one for manners, so why start now. her hair is everywhere. the tie will be put aside with her katana and the belt that holds it in place, as well as her eyepatch. all easy enough to pull off with one hand. the only thing she really struggles with is her wrist guard and even then, it's less a struggle and more she just yanks it off with her teeth.
Pfft, no way. You're my favorite person to drink with.
[ who said we even need to be civilized, there's no one else here in this room now. baiken has... so much hair... nothing will probably contain it but that's fine, consider her in awe of the sheer volume, that 13-in-1 is doing it for you wow!
thebe starts to disrobe, the jacket first, then the rest, folding everything neatly. eventually, it reveals the length of the metal going down her spine, from nape to tailbone, meshed sleekly with dark plating. it curves around to the front, ribcage-like, all the same metal, as though one continuous piece, jointed for movement. there are scars here and there along the skin, but they are fine and well-cut, machine-like.
as she sits to scrub down, she does catch the moment wrist guard just get yanked off with teeth and chuckles a little bit watching it just. yeet. ]
As far as I can tell, you don't spend much time drinking with anyone else.
[ thursdays are probably not a good indicator of this, but, she said what she said.
only the obi and obijime are holding her kimono closed (and even then, barely,) which are easily untied and tossed aside. the kimono follows.
it's not as dramatic as cyber enhancements, just some fading bruises from the past couple of weeks. what's left of her right arm - about 2/3rds of the upper arm and her shoulder - have some old, faded scars. still fairly unremarkable in the grand scheme of things. especially unremarkable as a survivor of war.
since manners mean nothing to her, she can't help but ask: ]
You gonna be okay in the water?
[ less for electricity reasons because electricity doesn't exist in guilty gear, but more sinking-drowning related reasons. ]
[ lightly. thursdays are not a good indicator at all, but thebe smiles anyways.
she is allowed to ask, though, and thebe just grabs the removable nozzle, sending water down their back. ]
Yeah, it's fine. Doesn't hurt or anything. It's kind of nice, the water, though I don't have much sensation in those areas anymore. A lot of the... nerves or whatever were ripped up.
[ baiken, constantly drinking: i can't believe the bartender only drinks on thursdays.
anyway. ]
Hm. As long as you aren't gonna do anything stupid.
[ LIKE DROWN or have the water affect the gear weirdly. sadly she is not nosy enough to ask after that little comment. she just assumes accident and can leave it at that. ]
[ smashcut to thebe crushing 6 beers after trial. but also no, they would rather not talk about (redacted) much. this is the preferred dialogue choice. ]
Hey now. I'm smarter than that.
[ standing up and rinsing off finally. ]
Whoa, you want me to help with the hair before you go in?
[ because yes, baiken has a shitton of hair, but thebe is resourceful and perseverant. they will miraculously manage (with a good deal of patience, probably, because hair is wont to do what it wants to do) but will manage to make a decent updo, just to keep it out of the water. ]
[ well. baiken has no choice but to behave so the task gets completed. it'll only take longer if she fusses, but, really, it's not all that bad. it's kind of... nice... maybe. just a little!
[ hehehe good. thebe accepts these head pats like a happy kitty... and will give a happy stretch and head on over to the bath, already wading in towards where the very first bottle is already waiting. there's a small belt that can be used for delivery, and a little ordering pad, but other than that it's just them!
thank god the bath is hot thebe doesn't have to think about how :,) flushed she is. god. sometimes you hang out every thursday with a surly cat of a woman and it does things to you but you respect her surliness too much to make a move so yeah you invite her to a kind of intimate hot springs and booze tasting it's fine it's fine it's fine it's fi-
she pours with a steady hand somehow before setting a cup before each of them. ]
[ yeah, it's fine. baiken plops into the water and lounges back. it's easier to knock back the first drink sitting up, so. ]
Nice to not have to do much work for once.
[ whether or not she's really paying attention to thebe is anyone's guess. having a missing eye narrows her field of view quite a bit, so as long as she's sitting on her bad side, well. she can be as flushed as she wants and baiken can't notice. ]
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also i'm self indulgent so here is fit check. their hair is down in one long braid behind them. ]
Okay, but this seems too good to pass up when I'm not footing the bill... what do you say?
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[ baiken is still just wearing her kimono. although this is the fancy vegas planet, so nevermind she is wearing her red and black alternate one. hair is still a mess though. that's what you get using 13-in-1 / bare minimum to keep clean. ]
...Fresh air might do you some good.
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Never, you should know Titan's is my favorite. Next to Vallhalla, of course.
Now. C'mon, the fresh air is going to be good for you too.
[ she waves an outstretched hand, pushing open the door for them both. a wave of fragrant steam, all the trappings of a traditional hot spring surfacing with a few droids here and there, some people carrying booze or towels about. ]
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Better than all the clubs that these planets have.
[ anything remotely traditional (and. quieter.) immediately puts her at ease - or as 'at ease' as baiken can get, which admittedly isn't very much. ]
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Yeah, I know what you mean. I wasn't really big on clubs back home either, so. This place seemed like a good one to finally just... chill the hell out.
[ and no one has probably died here. probably. we don't have to think about it. they'll pull out a card from inside their jacket, one hand reaching out to tug baiken gently by the edge of her clothing. it's simple enough to make her way up to the counter and to order full service for the both of them in their own room, as it's set up. ]
Consider it a way of saying thank you.
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because it is affection week, she gives thebe a little hair ruffle. ]
No reason to thank me.
[ she isn't self deprecating enough to comment on how all she does is sit around and drink and puts the bare minimum into anything else, but like, that's the vibe. although being able to chill in private is considerably better than the alternative, so... ]
Should be thankin' you instead, I suppose.
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thebe just sets things down and starts to arrange their hair on their head into two buns with a couple of pins. ]
There's nothing to thank me for. Promise...
[ underneath the hair, a large metal plate that leads downwards under their shirt in a straight line. ]
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[ anyway.
this feels a little too fancy. it's nothing that makes her uncomfortable, but it is something that felt so... distant, for so long. she spent more time away from the colony than in it, carving out a meagre living for herself digging through garbage for food and sleeping outside like a stray dog. she could never owe it to herself to relax for very long, but now, she doesn't really have a choice.
as for that plate. baiken remembers something about surgery, some weeks ago. she isn't one to hover, and thebe is an adult who can decide to go into the water for themselves. that doesn't mean baiken isn't making a mental note, however.
and maybe there's a reason she hasn't been to a hot spring in a long time: her hair is way too long and wild to tie up in a way that matters. the way its tied now keeps it out of her way and that's been sufficient, but she has to let her hair down to clean it. fwoomp. there it goes. she's never been one for manners, so why start now. her hair is everywhere. the tie will be put aside with her katana and the belt that holds it in place, as well as her eyepatch. all easy enough to pull off with one hand. the only thing she really struggles with is her wrist guard and even then, it's less a struggle and more she just yanks it off with her teeth.
being relaxed doesn't mean being civilized. ]
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[ who said we even need to be civilized, there's no one else here in this room now. baiken has... so much hair... nothing will probably contain it but that's fine, consider her in awe of the sheer volume, that 13-in-1 is doing it for you wow!
thebe starts to disrobe, the jacket first, then the rest, folding everything neatly. eventually, it reveals the length of the metal going down her spine, from nape to tailbone, meshed sleekly with dark plating. it curves around to the front, ribcage-like, all the same metal, as though one continuous piece, jointed for movement. there are scars here and there along the skin, but they are fine and well-cut, machine-like.
as she sits to scrub down, she does catch the moment wrist guard just get yanked off with teeth and chuckles a little bit watching it just. yeet. ]
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[ thursdays are probably not a good indicator of this, but, she said what she said.
only the obi and obijime are holding her kimono closed (and even then, barely,) which are easily untied and tossed aside. the kimono follows.
it's not as dramatic as cyber enhancements, just some fading bruises from the past couple of weeks. what's left of her right arm - about 2/3rds of the upper arm and her shoulder - have some old, faded scars. still fairly unremarkable in the grand scheme of things. especially unremarkable as a survivor of war.
since manners mean nothing to her, she can't help but ask: ]
You gonna be okay in the water?
[ less for electricity reasons because electricity doesn't exist in guilty gear, but more sinking-drowning related reasons. ]
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[ lightly. thursdays are not a good indicator at all, but thebe smiles anyways.
she is allowed to ask, though, and thebe just grabs the removable nozzle, sending water down their back. ]
Yeah, it's fine. Doesn't hurt or anything. It's kind of nice, the water, though I don't have much sensation in those areas anymore. A lot of the... nerves or whatever were ripped up.
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anyway. ]
Hm. As long as you aren't gonna do anything stupid.
[ LIKE DROWN or have the water affect the gear weirdly. sadly she is not nosy enough to ask after that little comment. she just assumes accident and can leave it at that. ]
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Hey now. I'm smarter than that.
[ standing up and rinsing off finally. ]
Whoa, you want me to help with the hair before you go in?
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Don't know how much help you're gonna be able to give...
[ this is less doubting thebe's abilities and more baiken has a metric shitton of hair. ]
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Eh, I think I can manage.
[ because yes, baiken has a shitton of hair, but thebe is resourceful and perseverant. they will miraculously manage (with a good deal of patience, probably, because hair is wont to do what it wants to do) but will manage to make a decent updo, just to keep it out of the water. ]
Annnd, there.
[ tadaaaa! ]
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thebe gets a headpat in return. ]
All that work means its time for a reward.
[ ALCOHOL!! ]
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thank god the bath is hot thebe doesn't have to think about how :,) flushed she is. god. sometimes you hang out every thursday with a surly cat of a woman and it does things to you but you respect her surliness too much to make a move so yeah you invite her to a kind of intimate hot springs and booze tasting it's fine it's fine it's fine it's fi-
she pours with a steady hand somehow before setting a cup before each of them. ]
God I've been dreaming about this.
[ sinks in up to chin... ]
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[ yeah, it's fine. baiken plops into the water and lounges back. it's easier to knock back the first drink sitting up, so. ]
Nice to not have to do much work for once.
[ whether or not she's really paying attention to thebe is anyone's guess. having a missing eye narrows her field of view quite a bit, so as long as she's sitting on her bad side, well. she can be as flushed as she wants and baiken can't notice. ]
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I know... ugh, they work us like dogs and for what? Half the time I don't get to enjoy much of anything until way later in the week.
[ and by then, what's the point? someone's dead! she won't say it though as she takes a drink and closes her eyes. then sighs. ]
This one's not bad... hm. [ takes the bottle and looks it over. ]