Soap, from one of my story ideas.
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Thread Topic: Soap, from one of my story ideas.
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He laughed lightly."You could stick your whole body in, nothing in there will kill you."
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"I was just inspecting it." She huffed but flushed slightly. She opened the door wider and pulled her all the way in. "A window." She said simply and trotted towards the bay window, looking out into the back yard.
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He leaned against the door frame. "That's good, you like windows." The selector shot into the room and swirled around the room.
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"Is there an attached bathroom..?" She asked and pressed her forehead against the window anyway. She sighed an drew into the condensation.
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He nodded lightly. "Yes. It's to your left." He started to turn out of the room. "Hope you like it here." The selector floated near her and nuzzled her face.
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Scarlet laughed and scratched Olaf's neck. She slipped into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. Sighing happily she stripped and stepped into the water with a happy sigh.
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The little selector curled up on the bed and fell asleep. Damien disappeared down the hall to his own room. He looked over his wounds in his mirror and found a clean shirt to wear.
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She closed her eyes and let her fingers run through her hair. Scarlet was done but she didn't want to get out of the water in search of a towel in the cold air.
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Damien cursed lightly. It looked like he'd have permeate scars on his face. He frowned and started to clean what was still opened on the wound.
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Scarlet turned the water off and peered out of the curtain. She didn't see any towels. Huffing she pulled herself out and started to search the bathroom for towels.
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Damien sighed lightly and sat on his bed, after leaning out his wounds. It seemed he substained some bruises during the fight.
The selector swirled around in the room out of sheer boredom. -
"Olaf? Do you know where towels are?" She asked with a small whine. She couldn't find any.
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The selector sighed and floated out of the room to Damien's. It didn't seem to bother Damien as the selector looked through his bathroom and found a towel. Then the thing shot back to it master's room and clawed at the door of the bathroom.
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"Thanks." She beamed and took the towel, wrapping it around her slim form. She searched through her pockets and offered a treat towards the selector.
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The selector ate the treat happy and floated over to the bed. Soon it fell asleep.
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