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[color=007236][u][h2]Vellion Hurst[/h2][/u][/COLOR][hr][COLOR=#C0C0C0]Hotsprings[/COLOR]
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Water spray up into the air as Velion threw his head back to the sky. The burning flesh of his face and upper torso greeted by the icy air and falling snow. 
With his back to the newcomers, and facing the other way, he did not see or hear them. He would not be aware of their presence if he had relied purely on human senses. But he was not simply human and being dead had its advantages. 

He had no way of telling if they were friend or foe. Was it a guard seeking revenge or someone simply coming to enjoy the springs. It created a tense moment of nervous anticipation, but he couldn't let it show. He didn't. What ever way it fell, it was an inconvenience.

Without turning around he force himself to release a feigned refreshing gasp as he ran his fingers through his hair. Playing the part of someone preparing to enjoy a warm dip in the springs, when in reality it couldn't be further from the truth. He sought to rid himself of the water that hid in his hair and burned his scalp, he focused intently on the rivulets that ran down his back repairing his flesh before it could be broken. 

Anything they could see, he couldn't let falter. It tested his new abilities and despite how good he was doing, he still needed more time. 
Tilting his head to the side still ensuring his face was concealed, he made a show of trying to clear water from his ear, creating unquestionable reasons he hadn't heard them or turned around. 

Next, his hands went to his belt, and without hesitation he untie it, aiding his pants and undergarments to the floor with a little wriggle of his hips. Now completely in the nude he lean over the water once more, allowing the steam to engulf him as he looks at the horrific warped reflection staring back up at him. Watching as death appeared to be reversed right in front of his very eyes, a mask, a facade. It left him feeling hollow and empty, for he could trick everybody else but not himself.



Completely naked, he lean on a rock overlooking the water ignoring those that came up behind him. Hidden in the steam he focuses on his reflection as he rebuilds his appearance and heals with his magic.