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Tweak says, "It's always better the 2nd day"

Illyana Nicolievna Rasputina (ex_darkchyld899) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-09-17 22:10:00

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!active, andy gallagher, day 23, illyana rasputin, location: gym, open

Day 23, Early Afternoon
Who: Illyana Rasputin and Andy Gallagher
What: Trying to feel clean
When: Day 23, early afternoon
Where: The Gym
Rating: um...PG-13, just in case.
Status: Complete

Illyana had waited until Gambit had collected Jay's burned and bloated corpse before she decided to head toward the gym. The idea of a shower, no matter how cold the water might be, was keeping her going at the moment. She had an overwhelming need to feel clean. At least, as clean as she could in a place like this. When was the last time she'd done more than splash water on her face? The fact that she couldn't remember disturbed her.

She summoned a Stepping Disc to get to the gym. After her run-in with the zombified Wolverine the day before, she didn't want to be anywhere out in the open. And she had run around the gym enough the day she'd been six that she had a good idea of where she could end up and not be in anyone's line of sight. She skirted around the areas people were hanging out, not wanting to get in anyone's way, and headed for the showers.

Ice cold water was never fun to shower in, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been today, thanks to the heat. Still, it stung a little on her exposed skin. Illyana kept her bikini on while she showered. She didn't want to accidentally give anyone a show, and given the number of people who'd found bodies when they'd woken up, she assumed there'd be a lot of people wanting showers today. Once she'd scrubbed herself down as best she could with just her hands, she turned the water off, then stepped out of the shower-area. It was hot enough that she'd dry pretty quickly without a towel. She found a spare bench to sit on, and, plopping her jeans and shirt in a pile beside her, made herself comfortable while she waited for the water to evaporate.

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ex_darkchyld899
2009-09-22 12:16 am UTC (link)

Illyana lifted her head as she heard the familiar voice echo in the room. "Andy?" she called. She rose, leaving her clothing on the bench and, slipping her sandals back on, walked around the lockers to look for him.

He'd gone to the wrong locker room. It was something Doug might have done at home, head too much into his computers that he didn't notice where he was going. It was something Roberto would have done on purpose, and then played off as an accident.

One thing Illyana Rasputin had never been was body shy. Her standard garb as Sorceress Supreme of Limbo left more flesh exposed than her black bikini. It didn't occur to her that Andy might be a bit uncomfortable or embarrassed at being partially dressed in the wrong locker room. She turned the corner and spied him sitting down, facing away from her on the floor. "You know there's benches on the other side," she said, leaning against the row of lockers. The metal wasn't exactly cool, but it didn't burn her skin either. "You don't have to sit like you're in time out. We did that a few days ago when we were six."

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brain_ninja
2009-09-22 01:05 am UTC (link)

Andy's eyebrows raised at the sound of a familiar voice. She'd known who it was; she...was a she. Wrong locker room. Fuck. "Yeah...? ...Illyana?" he guessed and hoped for the best. It was hard to attach a voice to a face at this point in his life. There were too many new faces, too many new voices, too many new handwriting styles in the journals and Andy couldn't keep them all straight. He thought, though, that this voice in particular was Yana's.

As if on cue, she came around the corner and her voice was suddenly right behind him, teasing him about the way he was sitting and he turned reflexively to the sound. The second he did, he turned away again without even thinking about it. Whoaaaa she was way hotter than any girl that age had any right to be. Andy closed his eyes and swallowed thickly. "Yeah, I know," he replied. "But I didn't know if you'd, y'know, be naked or something...all I heard was a shower and I didn't want to accidentally see something that would get me smacked across the face by a chick or the shit kicked out of my by a dude, know what I mean?" he asked.

"You can get dressed, I swear I won't look. It really was an accident; I'm kinda out of it today and I just wasn't paying any attention to the sign on the door. Sorry about that, seriously," he said sincerely, his back still to her even as he was secretly sitting there with his eyes closed trying to singe the memory into his brain. God damn. This place wasn't a big enough mind fuck as it was but letting barely of-age girls walk around looking that gorgeous was just not fair.

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ex_darkchyld899
2009-09-30 12:36 am UTC (link)

It was kind of adorable, the way Andy seemed so embarrassed about being in the wrong locker room. She stifled a giggle as he turned to look at her and then turned back around almost immediately. It reminded her of Piotr. He never did feel entirely comfortable around his female colleagues when they were in costume, especially if the costume was a little revealing.

"Only perk of being taken when I was; I arrived here in a bathing suit," she said, shrugging. Not that Andy could see it with his back to her. "Means I can shower without feeling too exposed. Only downside is, suits don't dry as fast, so the jeans'll have to wait a bit." She walked over and plopped down next to him, nudging him with her elbow. "We're all out of it today, I think," she said. "Don't beat yourself up over it. It's no big deal. And I promise I won't smack you or kick the shit out of you." She grinned wickedly at him, teasing, like she would to any of the boys at home.

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