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Who: Errybody
What: HOT SPRINGS: HOT SPRINGS EDITION
Where: Hot springs. Different hot springs. Not the hot springs that turned everyone into six year olds.
When: March 25th - March 29th
Warnings: Cursed springs. Sex swapping.

Right outside the resort is the main attraction, a collection of natural hot springs, separated by gender with a co-ed spring in the middle. Despite it being late March, there's still a dusting of snow on the ground, making the warm springs all the more inviting.

If the main resort area is too crowded for you, there are whispers of a secluded, private spring down a secret path. It's supposed to be very nice--if you can find it.

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[Ocelot can be found at the Mens' Spring this day. But he's not in the water yet... wearing just a towel, he's wandering around the outside of the spring, apparently looking for something. He stops at one spot to the next, examining small trees growing nearby. Finally, he seems satisfied by what he sees, and twists a nice leafy young branch until it breaks free. He twirls it a bit, nods to himself, then heads back towards the spring area with the branch gripped in his hand.]

[Now what could he be up to?]

[What could he be up to, indeed. Schezo had just walked out of the building in swimming trunks. Just arrived to this world or not, Schezo had went and bought swimwear so he could enjoy the hot springs comfortably.

Then there was a man in just a towel, holding a stick.

Uh........]

Why is a stick needed for hot springs?

[Ocelot doesn't immediately look to the source of the voice, but experimentally swings the branch a bit first.]

It's supposed to be for a sauna, but I think the springs are probably hot enough.

[Schezo gives an annoyed frown in response.]

If it is not for hot springs, what are you doing with hit?

[It's hard not to notice this unusual behavior. In fact, it kind of ruins the experience of getting to soak peacefully inside of a natural hot spring. This oddball standing around with a stick in his hand is uncomfortable and just going to get in the way. So before he can take off his towel and get in, he has one small thing to take care of.]

Oi... What the fuck're you doing hanging around with that stick? Shouldn't you be relaxing in the water?

[Ocelot gives a catty grin and twirls the stick again, his other hand on his hip.]

This is relaxing. Or it will be, once it stops stinging.

[Once it stops stingi- what? Mondo narrows his eyes.]

If you plan on hitting me with that twig of yours... I'll hit you with my fists!

[He thrusts forward one of his tightly balled knuckles, clenched so firmly that veins were bulging out.]

Think you wanna mess with me? Be my guest...

[There were worse things than spending time in the men's side of things. No women to smack him. No rowdy kids. At least not yet. For the unfair assumption that it'd be no fun at all, Snake has come to realise that he's not here at the hot springs to have fun. He's here to get away from the thoughts at the academy that have been plaguing him. When he goes back, then he can return to thinking. He's here to stop thinking.

But it's watching Ocelot and trying to figure out what he's doing that encourages Snake to step in. Perhaps unwisely.]

...Hey.

[Because it's not awkward at all to run into him in a pair of swimming trunks. At least Snake's not ~~Raiden~~ naked.]

Snake~

[With that unnecessarily sultry tone, he waves the stick in Snake's direction and grins.]

Fancy seeing you here. ...Nice shorts.

[Unnecessary was one way to put it. It'd not been the first time Snake had heard it and he really doubted it was going to be the last. While he was slowly getting accustomed to the concept of Young Ocelot, he couldn't exactly forget the past either. He couldn't forget everything he'd witnessed, or the number of times he'd gone up against the formidable opponent.

~~Maybe that was why his trunks suddenly felt tighter.~~

Snake tried to look unamused. Did a good job of it, too. Not that he often looked anything other than utterly unamused. Smiles were like a precious mineral. They had to be mined and Snake was all out of smiles and fucks to give. Evidently.]

...Even I want to get away from everything sometimes.

[As he replayed those words, he thought they sounded pretty stupid coming from him. If anything, Snake only ever wanted to get away. From his past. From the odd little nightmares that haunted him. From the reality that as a soldier, he'd questioned just how good a guy he really was. But no matter what he might have been thinking, he imagined it wasn't exactly easy to read.

So instead he motioned to his shorts. There wasn't really anything special about them at all. Not quite the same shade of his sneaking suit, but some type of medium grey. A ~~pixle~~ pixel-like design that was too small to notice unless someone had his face right in his crotch. They were some pretty average shorts.]

Uh... yeah. They're... some... kind of polyester blend. Or something.

[He didn't know diddly about swimming trunks.]

Edited 2013-04-10 02:02 (UTC)

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