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Tweak says, "Double standards will hurt you"

Illya Kuryakin (redperilous) wrote in toboldlyrpg,
@ 2017-12-17 09:48:00

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! risa, ^ log, gaby teller | man from uncle, illya kuryakin | man from uncle

WHO: Illya Kuryakin and Gaby Teller
WHEN: 226412.12
WHERE: A spa on Risa
SUMMARY: Spending some time in a Russian sauna, like you do
WARNINGS: TBD

This planet really did have everything.

While it wasn't strictly called a banya, one of the spas on Risa had a room that was very similar to a Russian sauna. The interior was made of wood, and though the steam wasn't produced by the traditional firewood, it was close enough that nobody would be able to tell otherwise. Illya sat down on one of the long wooden benches and let the steam roll over him as he waited for Gaby to join him. He was completely naked aside from the towel around his waist, as that was how one was supposed to experience the sauna. He couldn't remember the last time that he had been to a banya. The relaxation would probably do him good.

There was even a bucket of veniks, or tree branch broom massagers, sitting on the floor. The leaves didn't look like that of a traditional birch tree, but Illya figured that beggars couldn't be choosers in outer space. Gaby would probably enjoy hitting him with them.

Outside of the sauna room was a small private pool of cold water for them to dip into after they had worked up a sweat. All in all, while not an exact replica, a very close experience to the traditional Russian banya. Illya was very pleased.

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recruitable
2017-12-17 10:10 pm UTC (link)

"That doesn't mean I want to spend my spa day swinging tree branches around either," she shrugged, arching her back and repositioning herself so that she was reclining against the other bench again. She closed her eyes as she spoke. "I did not say you were different, only that you are not the same. Which is true, you are not the Illya waiting for me in a hotel in Zürich," she paused for a moment before adding, "It is difficult to explain." She opened her eyes, then, to look at him again. "Try to imagine what it might be like if I had arrived just after we met. Properly, in the shop, not with you running after my car like a murderous Olympic sprinter. I would be the same person, yes. But the understanding between us would be different. Do you see?"

	redperilous 2017-12-17 11:12 pm UTC (link)
	His eyebrow cocked just slightly at her first words, then she finished and he felt somewhat let down. "Oh." That was a no, then. Illya was glad that he hadn't asked her if they had kissed. That would have been incredibly awkward. He settled back against the wooden bench. "How was dinner with Cowboy?" Perhaps that was a safer topic. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	recruitable 2017-12-20 04:36 pm UTC (link)
	"It sounds to me like you don't," Gaby replied to his latter statement with a knowing smirk. She understood the feeling of finding oneself unintentionally caught up in the warm gravitational pull of Napoleon Solo. "Don't get yourself bent out of shape," she added. "It is a small bed for two large men." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	redperilous 2018-01-02 11:32 pm UTC (link)
	Illya noted that tone of voice and turned up an eyebrow at Gaby. "What? You think I wish to cuddle Solo?" He scoffed a little. Napoleon was good-looking for a man, and he had some endearing qualities, but he also happened to be a huge pain in Illya's ass. He tried to remember that every time Napoleon gave him a mournful look with those blue eyes of his. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)