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Cuttersbury: Drych Lake Spa – Hot Springs

"Exsqueeze me, comin' through!" From behind Gramps and Jett came little Trixie charging in. Tau had lingered behind a bit too much for her liking; he was fast, true enough, but she was in a rush, so even being a foot behind her was a foot too late, and she ended up dragging him along with her. Because she was a superhero and superheroes did that.

But now the duo were faced with a set of doors, one clearly marked for each gender. Trixie cupped her chin, narrowed eyes darting back and forth between the two doors. "Coulda sworn the scream was a girl's," she muttered, "but, but mister, you can't go into the girls side. Hmm. Hmmm." Then she lifted her finger to the sky. Her face shined with brilliance, as brilliant as the sun itself. What a swell idea she had come up with! "So let's go through this side!"

Trixie dashed right into the males' section, letting go of Tau's hand halfway through the room. The floors were slippery, so it was bad enough they were practically running on ice. Thankfully that didn't last long, and she found her way outside soon enough - where the four boys were enjoying the steaming hot spa.

The prankster whipped out her guns, twirled them, and held them in the air. "All right, everybody! This is a stick up! ... ... wait, wait no, that sounds like I'm trying to rob you." She looked back to the door, where she had left Tau further inside. "That's not what you say when you rescue people, right?" She turned back to the spa. "I mean! Who needs help, cuz I'm here to help you! ... oh!" Almost dishearteningly, she lowered her guns. Nobody seemed to be attacked or bleeding. Just a bunch of naked guys in the pool. Nothing interesting here.

"Hahaha... I guess no one needs help, right? Just... testing my heroism and how fast I can run and stuff."

Her ears perked up for a moment. There, over in some dark spot far away! She could've sworn she heard a girly "ooh la la" emanating from nearby. "...what was that." Trixie glanced around for a moment, sniffing the air for anything peculiar. In case someone was... someone was spying... or plotting evil schemes while the Pride was most vulnerable: without their armor or weapons! "Eh. It's probably nothing."
EDIT: Posted! Now off to work T__T; I'll post again after class tomorrow, so sometime after Buns' next post haha~
I'm loving these posts omg <3

Work is kicking my butt atm, it's already 10pm and I'll probably still be at it for the next two hours. T_T No class tomo tho, so I'll post in the morning. Have fun, everyone! @.@


Drych Lake Spa - Dem Nails Tho

Amy recoiled at the voice of a little girl who suddenly popped near. Her voice was almost as grating as Trixie's. Almost, but not quite. She looked to Syed as he spoke with the child; turns out they knew each other. Her brow raised at the term 'brain break' though. Yeah, his brain was on break all right. What on Ddaear could that possibly mean...?

She didn't even have to look at Moira to understand how she felt about the sudden interruption - she could feel the steam blowing right out of the berserker's ears. Unfortunately for the fledgling, Amy was on the scary lady's side. "Look... if it were that big of a deal, they'd probably still keep screaming. Right?" She had goosebumps from the scream, to be fair, given that she was a cleric and saving people was pretty much her duty. But... her nails... and this treatment... was too perfect. What made her think, though, were the employees still tending to Amy and Moira despite the startling cry.

The one polishing off Amy's second hand flicked her wrist. "Calm down, dearies. It's natural. Happens at least once a day."

A bead of sweat ran down Amy's face. "Natural?"

The one tending to her calves and toes shrugged. "You learn to tune it out. There's a difference between danger-screaming and peeper-screaming. Trust us."

"Plus," the first chimed in again, her expression still neutral, "it came from the bathing area, did it not? That could only mean one thing." There was a pause between them, before they snickered quietly and went back to their jobs.

Amy merely blinked at how mellow the working duo were - as well as how diligent they actually worked. From the looks of it, Amy's nails were almost already completely done, with one hand polished and dried to perfection. Suitable for getting right into the spa and not washing off, all things considered. What a rewarding experience this turned out to be.

The cleric looked to Moira. Despite Janie's plea, Amy wasn't moving unless the redhead was, lest they were all subject to her anger so early in the day.
EDIT: Post is up! Just a quickie for Amy tonight haha. Hope it's enough, Buns ^^
Ahaha, sorry Amy's segment is so long, she hasn't really said anything all chapter so I thought I'd give her some room this round lol. >> Thanks for the opportunity though, Buns! :D


Drych Lake Spa - Reception Room

Marcy brought a hand to her lips, her fingers spread out and extended to accentuate their thinness and polished beauty. Not that it needed any accentuating to begin with - Rhoden was perfectly aware. "With pleasure, love!" She jutted her hip out to the side as Rhoden approached her, requesting that she join him in a little walk. With that cute ol' dastardly wink of his, no less. The moment he drew near, Marcy wrapped her arm around Rhoden's own and began taking charge of this so-called walk. "Oh, yes! Let's! My, Rhoden, you must be quite the mind-reader, as I was thinking the same thing! Hm hm hm~"


Drych Lake Spa - Nails nails nails

Amy too took another drink as they were offered, seeing as she had already finished the one she was given just outside. She intended to drink it a lot slower this time around, until Moira mentioned the 'creepfest' from earlier. The circus. Amy looked away for a moment before taking uncharacteristic chugs from her wine. Which was not something to really be... chugged.

When she lowered her glass, she looked back to Moira with a soft smile on her lips, before looking away again. "Yeah... I'm all right. Thank you." Her eyes drifted down to her feet, her toes wriggling in the bowl of warm, clean water. The masseuse working on her calves was doing an exquisite job. "I'm not really sure what else there is to say..." She let out a soft chuckle, obviously forced. "I'd hate to bore you."

There was a brief smile before Amy let out a sigh. Still she kept her eyes away from her two friends. "I never imagined I'd have to see those two again. Especially not over some kidnapping spree. We had a run-in a long time ago, and I know they're a bit in over their heads, and selfish, but... not to that degree." With a glass still in one hand, she held out for the other to be working on her nails. They were to be polished a deep emerald green, to match Amy's eyes.

"I mean... you saw them. How they were. I don't know how they acted before my arrival, but..." Her voice trailed off continuously. "When I heard that we were going to the circus... when I knew Guinevere and-- Vance were involved, I... ...I wasn't sure how to..." So many things left to be said, but she struggled with her words. Amy didn't mention it, but she was grateful to be able to reflect like this. Moira was right; getting shit off your chest with friends felt much better than holding it in. ... hah, with friends. Suddenly Amy started to laugh. It started to build to the point where she had to set down her glass to cover her mouth with her other hand; she couldn't stand laughing open-mouthed.

"And to think, after I had left them... I thought I'd be alone in all of this. Then, Trixie... Estelle, you, everyone else... hah! Now look at me. I've turned into a sap."

Her laugh was cut short by something booming through the room. Thankfully the employees were diligent enough not to screw up their handiwork on the girls, or they'd be worse than sorry.

"... Was that a scream?"


Drych Lake Spa - Corridor

"Running running running!" Trixie yelped as the intern gave the cue. He was pretty quick, much quicker than Trixie had expected, though Trixie being the speedster she was still kept ahead of him at least just a bit. As they charged further away from the seemingly nice lady, Trixie glanced over her shoulder to make sure Tau was keeping up. She yelled something back at him, but her dash was cut short as she ran straight into a wall instead of turning its corner.

She flopped back from it, wobbling dizzily, before catching her breath and continuing her charge down the next hall. "Pfffft! That was nothing for Pixie! I've been through worse and--"

A sudden scream filled the building. Trixie stumbled over thin air upon hearing this, and nearly crashed into one of many decorative columns. She hadn't even noticed the vase atop it tumbled and wobbled, threatening to fall off and shatter. "Didja hear that!? That's the sign of trouble! Come on, Sidekick Boy! This'll be your first mission - to saaaave the damsel in distreeeeess!" Trixie added a bit of an announcer tinge to her call.

Before Tau could even figure out just what exactly was even going on anymore, Trixie (with her guns back out) took off yet again, further down the aisle towards the origin of the cry.
Hahaha, noooo worries. Just finished up my morning errands with the dogs and all that. I'll get started on mine, but I'll wait for Ryver's post to go up first. :)
G'morning, everyone! I'm gonna run a couple of quick errands then get started on a post ^^ although, since my chars are all with Buns', I'm sure if anyone else wants to post it wouldn't interfere with mine lol.

I think the pacing so far is fine, Buns! It feels pretty natural right now, so I'm sure when things look like they can be wrapped up, you'll be able to pull it off. Whether it's a couple of days or so or not haha :)


Drych Lake Spa - Corridor

Trixie's eyes twinkled. Perfect.

"Chachunnn!" She whipped out her guns instantly, twirling them around her finger with impressive deftness. After all, she had been practicing that for moments like these. "That was me all right! That was all me actually. I did all the work. Everyone else's just my minions- I mean sidekicks. Pfffft!" Her trigger fingers slipped for a moment and a couple of bullets blasted right out of her guns, ricocheting off the walls like they were rubber, before bouncing straight out of the window. Nothing had broken, thankfully. Trixie's smile widened. "Yeah! Shot 'im up just like that!" Sweat beads dribbled down her neck, but he didn't need to know that.

"They call me Trixie the Pixie! ...the Wondergirl!" Once again she twirled both her guns and brought them to her lips. She blew at their barrels as if there were steam emitting from them (which there weren't). "Kickin' names and taking butt- wait no, that's not... that's not how it... ... ... ... I sign autographs too, yaknow! You should totally get them. Limited time offer and all that."


Drych Lake Spa

Amy too emerged from her room, fresher than fresh. Like Moira and Syed, she too wore casual clothing - a green summer dress, no less. Her hair, albeit brushed, was still soaking wet; her usual heavy makeup on the other hand was on a much lighter side, given the springs they'd hop in later. She didn't show it, but she couldn't wait to make use of their well-deserved break time. It had been too long since the Pride was able to relax at a place that wasn't bustling with energy.

To make matters ten times better, their drinks practically walked right up to them! The waitress eyed Amy curiously, as the cleric's hand trembled before she was able to properly wrap her fingers along the remaining glass. Oh the smooth, cold surface of the glass, and the fizzing drink awaiting her inside. Her lips twitched, trying to hard to hide her watery mouth. Once the drink was in hand, she snatched it off the trey with sudden speed, turned away from the waitress, and began sipping away at it - like a child hiding a stolen cookie.

And then Syed said it. One of those forbidden words. Amy's body trembled again before she reached out and grabbed Moira's arm suddenly. The drink in her other hand sloshed around from the jerkiness. "Pedicures. Moira. Pedicures. We must." She looked down at her feet for a moment. The toes were hidden beneath the slippers offered by the spa, but... no one knew of just how hideous her feet were. And they never will. "... ... ... please."

Before Moira could even approve or disapprove, Amy began dragging her friend into the sublime-smelling room.
Drych Lake Spa - Reception

"Oh yes. They were quite... sublime." The pink-haired figure beside Rhoden chuckled. She had been hiding just outside the door, ducking away every time anyone looked back in her direction when the room was still occupied. Her eyes were shielded beneath her luxurious bug-eyed sunglasses, and though she kept her eyes on the departing Pride, she continued filing her nails quite diligently. "Yes, I think 'sublime' suits them perfectly. Not as well as it suits myself, mind you," she smiled coyly at that, "as we both know, anyway - but, compared to what we've seen until now..."

She lifted up her sunglasses and looked to Rhoden. "Did you see the raven-haired woman? The way she struts...! Oh, I must try that for myself. I've never seen one so... divine." Marcy's fascination took over, and she strode out of her hiding spot, shaking her hips in the same manner Aria had walked in earlier, except with much more exaggerated sass. "Rhoden, love, how does it look from back there?"

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