Week 1 Mingle;

[omnivoracious]

❤ Week 1 Mingle

Welcome to a new week, lovebirds! Monday dawns gray and misty, and it's actually not long before a thunderstorm rolls in! You can, of course, kiss dramatically in the yard in the rain and risk getting struck by lightning-- or you can stay inside, cuddle in the conversation pit, USE THE GODDAMN BOOM BOOM ROOM or do anything else until the storm blows over by the evening! Don't worry, the rest of the week will be bright and sunny and beautiful!

There's also a new section of the house, weirdly enough! There's a bright turquoise door located near the bedroom and opening it leads to... a massive indoor pool. The water is a pleasant temperature, there's a hot tub, there's an assortment of flotation devices for those of you who might have trouble swimming (tubes, life vests, boogie boards, pool noodles that can also be used to wage Deadly Combat if you are Sara and Kasque or Jeritza or anyone else ready for Violence). And if you somehow didn't pack a swimsuit because why on earth would your canon let you have one--

Worry not!! There's a rack of swimsuits in every size you lot could need! The catch (or not): they're all sexy. Like. Barely there sexy. Impossibly adhering to you sexy. Shoelaces would maybe cover more sexy. Absolutely great to play Chicken Fight in sexy. You get the idea.

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Enjoy!!!

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[aldaft]

[Cyrus sifts through the rack near the pool, curiously regarding each and every swimsuit with equal parts confusion and fascination when one article falls from the hanger. He crouches down, pick it up (nsfw), and narrows his eyes as he inspects the shimmering material by stretching it every which way.]

How curious . . .

[Sometime later, Cyrus soaks in the hot tub. Stripped down to his shirt and breeches, he leans back against one of the walls of the tub, basking in the warmth when he hears the sound of someone's approach. He lifts his head, hair plastered to his face from the moisture, and lifts a hand out of the water in greeting.]

Oh, hello there. Would you care to join me?

pool, near the rack;

[darkinstructor]

[ . . . That sure is a selection that they have here. He's never seen something so revealing and he has been to quite a many coastlines/beach areas.

Honestly, in Adrestia this would cause a conniption. He already is mildly offended just by looking at it. ]

That is one way of putting it.

[aldaft]

[Cyrus lifts his head upon realizing that he has company.]

Are you familiar with these garments?

[That is, their function is rather obvious by now, but he wonders if Jeritza's home carries such things.]

[darkinstructor]

...No.

Not these.

[ It's too bad they can't all be burnt. ]

These are far too...inappropriate.

[ The amount of disgust and vague hint of confusion may be enough to hint that no, these things do not exist in his home. ]

[aldaft]

[He hears it, and he can't blame Jeritza for feeling that way. The swimsuit is so small. How much can it truly cover?]

They must be considered appropriate by others elsewhere when there are so many of them here . . . But it doesn't sound as though that applies to our respective homelands.

[His head lifts in realization.]

Whence do you come, Jeritza?

[darkinstructor]

[ Not enough as far as Jeritza is concerned. It can perhaps at best be utilized as a rather distracting projectile to toss at an enemy, making them blind to anything else temporarily on the battlefield. ]

Imperial Year 1186. And yourself? You had mentioned such things do not exist where you're from, after all.

hot tub

[saucerous]

[Marcille is wearing whatever swimsuit she managed to pick out with Aoko's assistance, the closest thing to "cute" that could be pulled out of the selection offered. From the looks of things, she's fresh out of the pool itself, about to discover the time-honored, highly discouraged but highly pleasant experience of going directly from one to the other.

Even getting closer to the hot tub, she can feel the heat radiating from its bubbling surface. It's like they managed to fit a hot springs into a controlled environment - it even has jets that don't look powerful or boiling enough to melt flesh. Amazing!]

It looks extremely tempting, [she admits, already reaching up to pin her hair into a bun on the top of her head. She pauses at Cyrus's unique choice in swimming attire.]

... Aren't you hot?

[aldaft]

[Amazing, indeed! And he feels quite at home, more so when it's very cold and wet outside. The tub isn't so hot to the point that he finds it unbearable amid his attempt at retaining some modesty.]

Yes, but I imagine that's the point. [He beckons for Marcille to join him.] In fact, I find it to be rather relaxing.

[saucerous]

I think it's supposed to be hot because of the water, not because you're wearing your clothes in. If you pass out, I'm not going to be able to get you.

[Marcille is certainly lecturing him as she steps into the water and sits on the ledge around the circumference, hissing at the first contact. If he ends up fainting when he tries to stand up, she won't be responsible for saying she told him so!]

Ahh, how refreshing! Why didn't they let us in here earlier?

[aldaft]

[At that, he simply smiles. He wouldn't dream of burdening her with his weight, lest he embarrass them both. If he must fall and make a show out of himself, so be it.]

Cassius and I wondered this on the first day. Perhaps they intend to introduce another section of the house with each passing week . . . and the weather today just happened to align with this one.

[saucerous]

It's really storming now, isn't it? It wasn't so bad out there earlier, but I definitely wouldn't have stayed out any longer.

[She runs her hand over the water's surface, feeling the jets bubble up against her palm. Everyone here has been so nice, but if the house keeps opening up like this... She just really, really hope this has nothing to do with the dungeon. No matter how well a new Lord could control it.]

They really wanted us to feel like the outside was inside, too, didn't they? [She points at a (probably?) fake palm tree hanging over the pool itself, looking tropical and inviting.] It'll be a real problem if they hold off on showing us a room that helps someone bond with their real perfect match.

pool

[kitschief]

[she is perusing the EXTREMELY NSFW swimsuits herself, though more out of morbid curiosity than any attempt to like. . . actually wear them. . . IT'S FINE SHE BROUGHT HER OWN, GENSHIN UNIVERSE HAS STYLISH MODERN SWIMSUITS!!!]

[she peers at the shiny fabric]

[then looks Cyrus in the face]

[then looks at the fabric again]

Well? Are you going to try it on?

[aldaft]

[He stops in the process of stretching the fabric (gently) to look her in the face, not entirely following.]

. . . Beg pardon?

[kitschief]

[repeating herself, more firmly this time]

Are. You. Going. To. Try. It. On?

[aldaft]

[Her question, now that the words have knocked around within his mind, is visibly surprising to him.]

Why . . . while I wouldn't stop others from the doing so, I could never bare myself in such a manner before the lovely ladies of this estate.

[kitschief]

Oh? But the lovely men are a different matter entirely?

[YAE PLEASE]

pool

[gilden]

[ Looks over, snickers. ]

That's one way of looking at the family jewels.

[aldaft]

Is it now?

[He holds the swimsuit out, a risqué thing draped innocently over his palm.]

Are you familiar with this garment, Ash?

[gilden]

[ Oh no he didn't sign up for explaining this seriously...! A blink and then. ]

Uh, kinda. I've seen garments like it in certain kind of places.

[aldaft]

What kind of places? Until now, I don't think I've ever handled a fabric so . . . pliable.

[gilden]

Traveling shows that make coin however they can. [ Please don't make him explain more, he's just kinda staring off blankly into a random spot on the wall now. ]

hot tub

[wankos]

[ i just want you to know that i wrote "ho tub" three times before being able to spell it properly but kuchiha is still dressed as she normally as she just stares at cyrus in the hot tub. the concept isn't foreign to her but there is just one thing that she knows.

well. ""knows"". ]

Why are you still wearing clothes?

ho tub! ho tub!

[aldaft]

[His smile widens at the sight of Kuchiha.]

Why not? While I respect the fashion represented on the rack, I admit that it is not for me. . . . Is it the same for you?

blinks tiredly.

[wankos]

[ she will make no comments about the "fashion" on the rack herself. she will pointedly ignore it actually, thank you. ]

If this is similar to what I know from home, then you don't keep clothing on for it.

[aldaft]

I imagine not; however, I've decided to keep what I can for propriety's sake.

[He lowers his hand.]

Oh, but everyone is free to do as they choose. Don't let my decision stop you if you'd prefer to do otherwise.