[ Bladie has been coerced invited to the luxury spa planetside by Yuri.
...Help, Blade is looking over this so-called comprehensive package, and already feels overwhelmed. ]
This...seems like a very extensive package.
[ He sounds incredibly awkward, the way he's talking about this at all. It may be affection week but he is like 'people are going to be crowding me and I'm still allergic'...outwardly, anyway. He refuses to face this alone, however, so— ]
[ She is grabbing his hand and they are going to get their manipedi on a very relaxing chair! They have to put their arms on the armrests and they will get cucumbers over their eyes too (just one eye for Yuri). ]
[ His hand is easily grabbed, with him unconsciously gripping it lightly for a moment, until they're down in their separate chairs.
In the beginning, he isn't exactly enthused about the cucumbers on his eyes and they have to talk him down from the death glaring, but eventually we get there! He's where he is, settled into his spot, and he is still bothered by the stupid little vegetables, but he tries to relax. ]
...I don't understand the need for these vegetables.
[ Yuri still has the cucumber over her sole eye, so it's fine. She can't even see what Blade is doing right now. ]
This is the first time when I went to a luxurious spa to have services done, but I read up on it a lot in the library first because I wanted to use the one in the ship.
I'm not sure. There are so many that I can't think about them unless something makes me think of them.
[ The workers come in to take the cucumbers off their eyes after finishing the manicure. Refreshing hands! Feet time. Their feet are dunked in a container full of water and it feels like small harmless pokes every now and then. The workers explain that these small fish clean the dead skin and other things by eating them. They're super small... ]
[ His face starts to feel like it's burning all over. Maybe he's getting a cold. Even someone like him still is "human" enough for such a possibility. ]
...Putting it like that is unacceptable for me to even consider agreeing.
[ Can you imagine him saying yes after someone asks him like that? He does have his pride...absolutely. But, the worst part is that he knows exactly the kind of answer he feels compelled to have given, rather than the one that has been voiced aloud. He had no problems with holding hands before, after all. ]
Relaxation, as you might imagine, does not come easy to someone like me.
[ Now he's even more embarrassed...help him. But, at that, his eyes flicker away for a moment, and then back. Though, not because he's angered or insulted by it, either. ]
...if you want to, I can't stop it.
[ If he phrases it like that, Blade thinks that, perhaps, it can be acceptable. Plausible deniability. ]
[ His hand feels little except the warmth inside it. He catalogues these things instead of the constant, phantom aches that usually make touch unbearable. ]
...Perhaps it will. I might only continue to see the merit of such places in the end, if so. Even if originally, I held no interest in such places...
[ Blade inadvertently squeezes the hand in his, gently. Selfishly, he hopes to feel this sensation again. Even if it breaks him. Though, he doesn't know when he would ever again, but in this moment, he will cherish it. ]
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coercedinvited to the luxury spa planetside by Yuri....Help, Blade is looking over this so-called comprehensive package, and already feels overwhelmed. ]
This...seems like a very extensive package.
[ He sounds incredibly awkward, the way he's talking about this at all. It may be affection week but he is like 'people are going to be crowding me and I'm still allergic'...outwardly, anyway. He refuses to face this alone, however, so— ]
You should get one too.
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[ Yeah! She's considerate. ]
Would you like to get a manipedi first?
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[ Oh good.
...Not that Blade is going to say those two words specifically because he's incapable of expressing verbal relief. Anyway. ]
I suppose a...'manipedi' can be a good start. It'd be simple to keep an eye on them during this procedure.
[ As if they are going to do anything strange. He's probably going to stare down whoever is responsible for doing his nails...it's fine... ]
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[ She is grabbing his hand and they are going to get their manipedi on a very relaxing chair! They have to put their arms on the armrests and they will get cucumbers over their eyes too (just one eye for Yuri). ]
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[ His hand is easily grabbed, with him unconsciously gripping it lightly for a moment, until they're down in their separate chairs.
In the beginning, he isn't exactly enthused about the cucumbers on his eyes and they have to talk him down from the death glaring, but eventually we get there! He's where he is, settled into his spot, and he is still bothered by the stupid little vegetables, but he tries to relax. ]
...I don't understand the need for these vegetables.
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I heard it's to hydrate the area around your eyes, since cucumbers have a lot of water retention. It could also help with eyebags.
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...Those things? An immortal has no need to worry about such matters.
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[ Yeah. Take that! ]
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hecking crying ]
...Keep talking like that and I will toss these at you.
[ He might be a little proud her backbone is growing, though. ]
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[ She is no longer scared of Blade. Yuri tries really hard not to laugh. There's just a soft little giggle. ]
But I think experiences like these should be had at least once in your lifetime.
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[ Blade is not helping his case by not moving. But he will refuse to say he's relaxing in any way. ]
...Is this something you're used to doing?
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[ Yuri still has the cucumber over her sole eye, so it's fine. She can't even see what Blade is doing right now. ]
This is the first time when I went to a luxurious spa to have services done, but I read up on it a lot in the library first because I wanted to use the one in the ship.
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But, ah. That response makes him go quiet again before asking: ]
...I see. So, this is your first time as well.
Do you find it enjoyable?
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...just give him a moment. ]
...Were there other luxuries? That you wanted to experience?
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[ The workers come in to take the cucumbers off their eyes after finishing the manicure. Refreshing hands! Feet time. Their feet are dunked in a container full of water and it feels like small harmless pokes every now and then. The workers explain that these small fish clean the dead skin and other things by eating them. They're super small... ]
Hehe, that tickles a little...
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He is distracted by what happens next and freezes at the sensation. In sharp contrast, he is uncomfortable and awkward. ]
...It's strange.
But, it seems to be hardly painful at all.
[ Help. His hand had almost gone to his sword at the feeling until he recognized it was fine. ]
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[ :)
She saw how Blade was about to get into a fighting stance. ]
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...Putting it like that is unacceptable for me to even consider agreeing.
[ Can you imagine him saying yes after someone asks him like that? He does have his pride...absolutely. But, the worst part is that he knows exactly the kind of answer he feels compelled to have given, rather than the one that has been voiced aloud. He had no problems with holding hands before, after all. ]
Relaxation, as you might imagine, does not come easy to someone like me.
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Yes, Blade. That is why I suggested it. I think you would feel better if I held your hand and relax a little more.
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...if you want to, I can't stop it.
[ If he phrases it like that, Blade thinks that, perhaps, it can be acceptable. Plausible deniability. ]
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... Does it feel better?
[ hehe ]
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...If you have to say it like that...nevermind.
This is ridiculous as it is.
[ Yet, curious about it again, he lightly grips the hand. Affection week and handholding, nods. ]
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[ That's not so hard, is it?? No, she's just teasing for once and squeezes his hand for a second in response. ]
... But if you can't, that's fine. I'm sure the massage will get all that out of you.
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[ His hand feels little except the warmth inside it. He catalogues these things instead of the constant, phantom aches that usually make touch unbearable. ]
...Perhaps it will. I might only continue to see the merit of such places in the end, if so. Even if originally, I held no interest in such places...
[ Blade inadvertently squeezes the hand in his, gently. Selfishly, he hopes to feel this sensation again. Even if it breaks him. Though, he doesn't know when he would ever again, but in this moment, he will cherish it. ]
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