[CLOSED] got a feeling in my gut there's more than this

[paladingus]

WHO: Simon Ashlock, Luwenna Coupe
WHAT: MO-OM DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO KNOCK?
WHEN: After the kraken castaways return from Rivain.
WHERE: Simon's quarters.
NOTES: Rated R for full-frontal male nudity.

The first order of business, when he finally gets back to his still-solitary quarters in the Gallows, is a good scrubdown. The sea is well and good, and he's quietly humming one of the shanties Araceli taught him as he goes about stuffing all his clothing into a laundry hamper, but it's better to feel an autumn chill in the air and wash off all the accumulated salt-crust with water that doesn't feel brackish. Maybe he'll hit the baths later, but it's just common courtesy to scrub the worst of it all off before you dunk yourself in a public pool.

There are people to see--perhaps Wren is around; he hopes she is--and training sessions to resume, and a couple of promised souvenirs to deliver, but all of that can wait.

Comments

like the power rangers but it's just a disconnected foot and hand

[limier]

The door slams behind her; the Parilla sisters jump, and hasten the sudden business of retreat. Wren slumps in place, back pressed to the wall, wills the stone into her skin.

Let him try it,

It's not working. It doesn't work.