[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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[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!}