Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2020-06-02 02:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | brynhild, edward kenway, jacob frye |
Who: Bryn, Jacob, and Edward
Where: Her unnamed club
What: Baths!
When: After this
Rating: There be naked people here!
Open: No.
Status: On going
Normally she would have simply come in a robe and nothing else at all, but she didn't want to seem improper. So she wore a bathing gown underneath it, so all bits and parts were well covered. She'd remove both when it came time to slip into the water, of course. The robe and bathing gown kept her mostly covered, but both were short, and so exposed the whole of her legs. Which might not be as modest as she'd hoped, but she wasn't going to go home and change. Bryn had already ran the water in three tubs, and they brimmed with suds. She had wanted to put in salts and oils and all those grand things that were great for the skin. But she didn't know who would take which tub. So the salts and oils simply sat on platters with glasses, bottles of drink, and a box of cigars and the books she'd promised. Waiting. She'd let them do the choosing, because she didn't want to overplay her hand. And if she were honest, as bold as she seemed, her self esteem was rather low. And she didn't want to guess wrong. While she waited her she sat leaned against one of the stools that lined the front of the bar. Fingers delicately weaving her hair up without a mirror. Drawing it up so that it wouldn't get wet. With an exception of a few strands that curled. |