Post by Victoria on Jun 25, 2017 22:11:50 GMT -5
Every so often, and these things were rare even for that infrequent of a time scale, the war wolf of the fifth felt the need to be pampered. While she normally did a respectable job of taking care of her body sometimes having someone else do the things that were hard to do yourself was just what the doctor ordered.
The place she chose was a smaller place with a very limited clientèle. True, shinigami got some preferential treatment when it came to getting serviced but that didn't diminish the fact that as a general rule only a small numbers of patrons were admitted per day. That, and a few things more related to the services, was what had attracted the ancient female to the place so long ago. She was aware that he body was covered in scars. Some hideous, some angry, some that seemed to threaten to reopen at any time. These things and her aversion to being stared at had made this place a haven. In recent months things had changed so drastically in her life that now she couldn't give a damn if someone stared at the wounds she'd gained serving this land as faithfully as she had for as long as she had. She, despite these wounds, was entitled to wanting to be pampered. So she came to this place away from the prying eyes of most of her division. She came in off duty clothes with her hair down. Few of those she served with had seen her in anything but training clothes and her service uniform. Not that she'd deny coming here if someone asked.
Stepping into the, as everything in this realm was, Japanese styled building the wolf let her eyes wander across the decor. Traditional decorations and layout. Plants and hangings abound the place with soft cushions in the waiting area. A short bow and a brief conversation ad she was being led to a back room. Today, as she always did, would be getting the full treatment. Hot baths, several different types of massage, a chiropractic adjustment, soaks in various herb laced tubs and then to finish it all off some other beauty activities. Reaching the room the attendant simply bowed and motioned for her to enter.
The beast pulled the door back before she entered and closed it gently behind her. Folded neatly on a cushioned was a freshly laundered fluffy cotton robe or the purest white. The drill was a familiar one. Off came the dress which was immediately folded neatly next to the robe and soon joined by her undergarments. The softness of the robe felt nice against her skin perhaps she'd try and buy this robe from the spa when she left. Leaving the room and closing the door behind her the attendant lead her off towards her first treatment. A nice hot soak in a natural hotspring.
The hot spring room was everything Victoria had remembered from her last visit to this place. Zen garden sand pits, small carefully pruned shrubs and bamboo plants and a carefully laid out stone walk to a stone slab patio at the side of pool. A few brief moments later and she was free of her robe and sinking into the steaming water. Her aches, of which there were many, were washed away by the gentle warmth of the water and the gentle lapping of the ever present ripples from the burbling of the spring that fed this pool. She lay her head back and closed her eyes with her senses reached out as she did. Seeking and feeling for everything. Her arms drifted down to her sides as she sat in the heat of the water the tension she felt most days melting away and allowing her to feel at peace.
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The place she chose was a smaller place with a very limited clientèle. True, shinigami got some preferential treatment when it came to getting serviced but that didn't diminish the fact that as a general rule only a small numbers of patrons were admitted per day. That, and a few things more related to the services, was what had attracted the ancient female to the place so long ago. She was aware that he body was covered in scars. Some hideous, some angry, some that seemed to threaten to reopen at any time. These things and her aversion to being stared at had made this place a haven. In recent months things had changed so drastically in her life that now she couldn't give a damn if someone stared at the wounds she'd gained serving this land as faithfully as she had for as long as she had. She, despite these wounds, was entitled to wanting to be pampered. So she came to this place away from the prying eyes of most of her division. She came in off duty clothes with her hair down. Few of those she served with had seen her in anything but training clothes and her service uniform. Not that she'd deny coming here if someone asked.
Stepping into the, as everything in this realm was, Japanese styled building the wolf let her eyes wander across the decor. Traditional decorations and layout. Plants and hangings abound the place with soft cushions in the waiting area. A short bow and a brief conversation ad she was being led to a back room. Today, as she always did, would be getting the full treatment. Hot baths, several different types of massage, a chiropractic adjustment, soaks in various herb laced tubs and then to finish it all off some other beauty activities. Reaching the room the attendant simply bowed and motioned for her to enter.
The beast pulled the door back before she entered and closed it gently behind her. Folded neatly on a cushioned was a freshly laundered fluffy cotton robe or the purest white. The drill was a familiar one. Off came the dress which was immediately folded neatly next to the robe and soon joined by her undergarments. The softness of the robe felt nice against her skin perhaps she'd try and buy this robe from the spa when she left. Leaving the room and closing the door behind her the attendant lead her off towards her first treatment. A nice hot soak in a natural hotspring.
The hot spring room was everything Victoria had remembered from her last visit to this place. Zen garden sand pits, small carefully pruned shrubs and bamboo plants and a carefully laid out stone walk to a stone slab patio at the side of pool. A few brief moments later and she was free of her robe and sinking into the steaming water. Her aches, of which there were many, were washed away by the gentle warmth of the water and the gentle lapping of the ever present ripples from the burbling of the spring that fed this pool. She lay her head back and closed her eyes with her senses reached out as she did. Seeking and feeling for everything. Her arms drifted down to her sides as she sat in the heat of the water the tension she felt most days melting away and allowing her to feel at peace.
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