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Date Posted: 10:14:50 11/15/01 Thu
Author: Marz and company
Subject: Busy bathing rooms
In reply to: Tristan 's message, "Bad start to the new day" on 18:43:55 11/14/01 Wed

It was always difficult for Marz to wake up in the morning at the insistence of someone else. He just couldn't function properly until his mind was ready to face a new day, and it certainly wasn't ready when Tristan pulled him from the bed.

With his eyes half closed and his brain more than half asleep, he dressed automatically, not paying much attention to what he was doing. He drew his trousers on backwards then pulled his shirt over his head, unaware that it went on inside out. The need for socks was completely forgotten as he sat on the edge of the bed to tug on his boots. He was about ready to doze off when Tristan grabbed his wrist, hauling him to his feet and dragging him from the room

Marz stumbled along with the dragon, sill unable to open his eyes fully. When he was pulled into one of the bathing rooms, he yawned at the prone body he saw on the floor. His brain refused to register the identity of the person, filling him instead with the desire to join him in slumber on the floor.

He scratched his head and yawned again when Tristan started yelling about something. "Oh, damn, shut up already," he whispered, after wincing at the sound of the loud voice. Stumbling forward, Marz came to a bench near the door and promptly lay down upon it, falling asleep instantly.

******


Eremis woke early and was on his way to the bathing hall when he heard a shout. Naturally he panicked, thinking someone was being attacked. He froze in place until he realized that it was Tristan's voice that echoed down the hallway.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he continued on his way. His curiosity got the better of him when he saw the word, NO scratched above the word Women on the ladies room. As quietly as possible, he cracked open the door and peered inside, grinning when he saw Tristan in the pool.

Thinking that there must be something wrong with the men's facility, he strode inside the women's bathing room. Thankfully, Tristan had his back to him so he didn't feel too embarrassed about slipping off the robe he wore. With a herbal bar of soap in hand that he brought from Bizmar he crept toward the pool, gingerly making his way down the steps into the warm water.

Only after he was submerged in water to his waist did he announce his presence to the dragon. "Good morning, Tristan. I guess you’re an early riser like me, huh?"

******


After Tia nudged Corum awake, she told him she was going to take a bath and would meet him in the dining hall later. She grabbed her gear then made the long trek down the hall to the bathing rooms. A puzzled look came to her face when she saw the word NO scratched on the door to the women's facility.

Shrugging, Tia made her way into the men's room after placing her ear to the door and hearing no sounds coming from within. Her jaw dropped when she saw the two men passed out in the room. After last night's skirmish with the fake zombies and sleeping in her blood stained clothes, she was determined to take a bath before breakfast!

Tia poked Marz in the shoulder a few times, grinning when she got no response from him. She moved to Ravin, nudging him in the side with the toe of her boot, but the thief didn't budge. "Stay unconscious for a while longer," she whispered, glancing from one man to the other.

The petite thief moved quickly, placing a robe and a couple of towels at the edge of the pool. If either of the men woke up, she'd be able to cover herself instantly. While watching for any signs of movement from the unconscious pair, she discarded her clothing into a heap on the floor then hurried into the water, making sure that the robe was close at hand. Her daggers were also nearby in case she needed to use then on anyone that got any funny ideas!

Silently, she went about the task of scrubbing herself clean. She grumbled softly since her plans to soak for a while in the heated pool were now out the window. Tia continued to keep her eyes on the two men while she lathered up her hair with a scented bar of soap.

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