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Shizuka Doumeki (throughyoureye) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"It's cold comfort but at least we're all together in the fact that we likely stink," Domeki sighed. It really wasn't much of a comforting thought that they were now a tribe of reeking refugees but he could easily guess that they had greater concerns - even if it did make his skin slightly crawl to think that he hadn't been able to do much to clean himself since before he had arrived. He did manage a grin in response to her comment about turning into a poetpopsicle. "I almost think turning into a Popsicle would be a kinder fate than having to walk around unwashed and miserable for the rest of my time here. I suppose that just goes to show how desperate someone can get."

"Mm, I'll keep that in mind," he nodded and winced at the same time just at the mere thought of standing under water that was so cold - but it still wasn't enough to discourage him from giving the showers a try. "I doubt I'll be very long under the water, though - just long enough to be able to wash most of the gunk from my body."

"I've heard that things are very different with step-siblings," Domeki agreed but he really didn't know enough on said relationships to comment much further. As such, he simply left her comment go - leaving it open for Shannon to explain further if she so wished but also leaving it to drop should that prove more comfortable. "Then big sister it shall be. It should be interesting - my parents passed, too, when I was young so I was always an only child. It should be nice to have an honorary sibling to help look after."

"I might take you up on that one of these days - and I do trust that you don't always dress quite so...flashily," he conceded with the hint of a grin. In truth, Domeki had never spent too much time or effort on fashion - instead relying mostly either on his school uniform or his temple clothing - but he felt that it could be rather interesting to have someone knowledgeable in such things lend him a hand. "Forgetting you dressed like that might be a bit of a challenge, though - it could well be seared into my mind for the rest of my life..."

"Choke a bitch?" Domeki found himself laughing at the unfamiliar turn of phrase. He thought that he could catch the general gist of what she was saying but the phrasing amused him enough to have to repeat it back to her. "You are right, though. I can't imagine what will happen if this doesn't stop by night fall. I'm not sure how much longer any of us can take this." A wan glance was given to the half-empty can of Red Bull in his hand but he did have to admit that the ingredients were already working quite well on him. "Maybe whoever is running this place will be kind and offer some coffee sometime soon - or something else with enough caffeine and sugar to keep us all going."