wound up

[blue_ice]

Who: Kaiba and open!
Where: Spa car
When: Imagination 4, very late at night
What: Someone gives into temptation to indulge and has potentially interesting discussions!
Warnings: Implied/possible mention of child abuse, other war/injury discussion possible. Will update if needed.



It's been...a day. Kaiba's spent time this evening working on how to talk to the others. It's clear as a train they need to regroup on a number of topics and make some changes, but how? And does he even want to try to facilitate? Not exactly his strong suit. He can already imagine the headache. He's sketched out a few potential outlines of topics to open the floor on. Maybe the memorial really is the simplest place to start?

But he's putting that out of his mind. After a late night in the standard car hunched over his notebook, he realizes that the train's fallen quiet in the night. Time to head back to bed. He moves through the largely-empty cars, but as the strange new scent of the spa car filters through in the corridor, he hesitates. The quiet is the perfect time, isn't it?

One ruffle through the closet and a quick shower trip later, he returns, carefully folding his legs beneath him as he sinks in. His torso's long enough that he's only covered up to the ribs and the old, angry red marks between his shoulder blades are exposed, but surely it's quiet enough that that's not an issue.

Finally...at last, he hears nothing but the sound of water lapping the edges of the pool. He can finally relax. He closes his eyes, rolling his shoulders back with a soft sigh.

"...hm. Not bad...maybe."

Comments

[namethattune]

Siebren is a bit amazed at how quickly he had come around to the idea of the spa. On his next sleepless night, he finds himself lying awake and thinking: he could walk the train, or he could try a soak and see if that relaxes him enough to try to sleep. There is, at least, novelty in the latter option.

He changes and heads to the spa car, wearing his swim trunks and hoodie. With any luck, it's late enough that he'll be alone in the car. If there is someone else there...well, perhaps he will be able to back out or pass through. That thought in mind, he opens the door, entering before he looks up-

Oh.

He should leave - it was what he had planned. But he recognizes Seto, even from behind- and those marks-

Perhaps...perhaps he is not as alone in this as he thinks.

Before he can make a decision, the door clicks audibly shut behind him.

[sos_pilot]

Della's not much of a spa person - but she's been linked with Kaiba mentally, and as such, feels a compulsion to head there.

She doesn't head inside - he might value privacy, after all, and instead leans on the walls just outside of the bath, lightly knocking on the doorway without entering.

"Hey, Seto."

[shadowslipping]

Yuume suffice to say, tends to go to bed late. One could make jokes about hosts of darkness and whatnot, but ultimately the fact is simply that she has the tendency to get caught up in whatever has her focus. That having been in this case, her gym training.

Which of course meant a late shower, and of course, having heard there's now a hot tub, and determining it's too late for anyone in particular to be using it...

"...Ah."

Yuume, making use of towel and clean gym clothes, stares. "...Sorry, I didn't realize anyone was..."

awkward...

[mynameisallen]

Allen honestly had planned to never use the spa, but he also he knew that he would get yelled at by a few people if he didn't try and take better care of himself either.

He was honestly trying at least that was always his thought. So he figured that he might as well try the spa while it was quiet. If he ended up doing something dumb then no one would know right?

Wrong. When he first entered he soon found himself pausing for a brief moment.

"I guess others had the same idea of coming here at night, huh?"