1 I'm still enjoying it. STILL ENJOYING IT «Invite» Tue Mar 29, 2016 1:25 pm
Jagi
D-rank
This was....insanity....to most people.
So many had entered and left, come and gone....yet he had not proverbially budged an inch. Literally? He was all over the freaking place. This still-young one was not pre-disposed to staying still for long periods of time. He, of course, knew better than to break springs etiquette, so he didn't disrupt anyone's soaking time. It was when he was alone in the steamy room that he began doing laps, underwater handstands in the shallow end, wall climbs. Yet when the door creaked open, all they saw was a young lad soaking waist-deep in the water, calm as can be.
He knew that soaking so long probably wasn’t good for him, but this Jagi simply could not help himself. He was to travel the world for awhile….he had no idea where he might encounter a spring again. His feet were pruny and he was probably even sweating a bit from the extensive heat exposure, but he wanted to stay in for as long as he possibly could. From time to time he would squeeze his shoulder-length hair out, the condensation from the generous amount of steam collecting very readily in the forest of locks that grew from his head.
He had fidgeted before, but he was just trying to sit down….and enjoy it. This was difficult for him, as he had already possessed ample time to do so….but he just twiddled his thumbs and breathed deeply, hoping for the best, here. For the best what? He couldn’t be sure. Things usually just worked themselves out, thankfully. He repositioned his now-damp cloth in its position on his head….gah, it was useless for anything now. Might as well have had none at all. It was his fault, of course, for staying so long….even connected with nature and living in the wilderness….Jagi supposed he was a bit spoiled, yet.
He was getting a bit…woozy from the extensive soak, this past one lasting over three hours. He got up from his spot, and tossed the cloth on his head on the ground, if only for a moment….he hoisted himself up onto the edge of the spring’s pool, and stood up. He shook his hair out, and let the water drip off of him….he really shouldn’t have stayed here this long. Looking down, however, he realized the skin on his arms and chest were almost aglow. This is what they must have meant by the rejuvenating springs of Konoha….
So many had entered and left, come and gone....yet he had not proverbially budged an inch. Literally? He was all over the freaking place. This still-young one was not pre-disposed to staying still for long periods of time. He, of course, knew better than to break springs etiquette, so he didn't disrupt anyone's soaking time. It was when he was alone in the steamy room that he began doing laps, underwater handstands in the shallow end, wall climbs. Yet when the door creaked open, all they saw was a young lad soaking waist-deep in the water, calm as can be.
He knew that soaking so long probably wasn’t good for him, but this Jagi simply could not help himself. He was to travel the world for awhile….he had no idea where he might encounter a spring again. His feet were pruny and he was probably even sweating a bit from the extensive heat exposure, but he wanted to stay in for as long as he possibly could. From time to time he would squeeze his shoulder-length hair out, the condensation from the generous amount of steam collecting very readily in the forest of locks that grew from his head.
He had fidgeted before, but he was just trying to sit down….and enjoy it. This was difficult for him, as he had already possessed ample time to do so….but he just twiddled his thumbs and breathed deeply, hoping for the best, here. For the best what? He couldn’t be sure. Things usually just worked themselves out, thankfully. He repositioned his now-damp cloth in its position on his head….gah, it was useless for anything now. Might as well have had none at all. It was his fault, of course, for staying so long….even connected with nature and living in the wilderness….Jagi supposed he was a bit spoiled, yet.
He was getting a bit…woozy from the extensive soak, this past one lasting over three hours. He got up from his spot, and tossed the cloth on his head on the ground, if only for a moment….he hoisted himself up onto the edge of the spring’s pool, and stood up. He shook his hair out, and let the water drip off of him….he really shouldn’t have stayed here this long. Looking down, however, he realized the skin on his arms and chest were almost aglow. This is what they must have meant by the rejuvenating springs of Konoha….
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