[OOM] Back at the bar.

[fluffiest_archadian]

As soon as they're in the bar and the door is closed, Sherral gives Jay a nudge with his hand.

"Lead the way."

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[runningred]

Jay grabs them some fresh towels and robes. His shower is... well, magnificent. More than big enough for two with jets in the walls and the roof, all adjustable and controllable for temperature and pressure. He got a bit carried away...

[fluffiest_archadian]

"... Bar appears to have given you a small temple to washing," Sherral remarks wryly when he sees it.

[runningred]

"Um yeah." Jay turns in on and steps under the spray. "I ah... asked for something a bit bigger and I think she got carried away."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral looks more amused than anything, stepping under the spray and ducking his head slightly.

"Well, there's naught wrong with a little luxury."

[runningred]

Jay laughs as he soaps himself up, still as unselfconscious as ever. "I seem to have skipped a little and gone straight to a lot! Not that I mind. Comes in handy when I have company."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"You could probably comfortably fit four people in here, let alone two," Sherral murmurs, looking around.

[runningred]

"Must admit, I've never tried it with more than two but I guess..." The thought is interesting. "Not that I think I could handle more than you tonight." The bruises over his back and shoulders are tender and perfect.

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs, ruffling his hair, before picking up some soap. "Aye, some of those bruises look nasty."

[runningred]

"My own fault for sharing my bed with a solider." Jay laughs, ruffling Sherral's hair in return. "And for going on crazy ass adventures with one."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral chuckles, leaning against Jay a little. "It's good that you did. You were, er - very handy."

[runningred]

"Handy? Ha!" Jay laughs playfully, running a soapy hand over Sherral's shoulder. "I doubt either of us could have taken that dragon alone."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"The dragon did present a problem, aye," Sherral agrees.

[runningred]

"The horse things weren't exactly easy either but singing to a giant ball of light has to be one of my highlights. The zombies, not so much." He muses, his soapy hands somehow finding their way onto Sherral. "Was a hell of an adventure. Thanks for inviting me along."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"It's no problem," Sherral says lightly, curling an arm around him. "I'm glad you were there."

[runningred]

{ooc: shall we fade there? It's been a hell of an adventure, thank you!}

[fluffiest_archadian]

[ooc: looks like a great place for a fade to me! thanks loads for doing this plot with me. :D]

[runningred]

{ooc: no, thank you! It's been awesome fun. You have a gift for narrative, it was great being able to explore Sherral's world.}

[runningred]

{ooc: Do you want to post it as an OOM?}

[fluffiest_archadian]

[I was just going to ask if this was a good time for me to do so! I've thrown them up, with a general note that they're millitimed to some indistinct time generally around now.]

[runningred]

{ooc: no, that's perfect. Thank you. Sorry I've been so slow, I'm preparing to move house. Never realised how much stuff I owned till I started thinking about packing it all!}