Thread: ✗ ✘ øυϯ øƒ cøηϯяøℓ ✘ ✗ [Viktoff Samson & SoTheySay]

Feeling it best not to press further on the matter, Kana let the subject drop, perhaps to be picked up another time. Easily distracted by the sensation of his palm caressing her bare flesh, still heavily exposed, the poor excuse for clothes doing little to nothing for cover up. The skin he made contact with tingled pleasantly, long after they separated, Kana slowly getting to her feet as a fresh clean towel was placed in her arms. For the first time in a week, since life as she knows it died along with her parents, a small smile of her own quirked up the corners of her lips. Briefly she lingered, shyly averting her gaze, her toes anxiously curling at the plush carpet under her feet. Sorry... She sheepishly apologized, gesturing towards his shirt before hugging the towel tight against her chest. I'll be quick! She promised, giving a quick bow at the hip, scurrying off for the bathroom after being directed. Mindful to not slam the door behind her Kana released a breath she hadn't even realized she had been holding, briefly leaning against the closed door. Her heart was still thumping erratically, her face warm, flushed in more then one meaning. Calming herself she pushed off, approaching the shower, setting the towel aside. After a few turns she eventually figured out how his worked, all too happy to strip out of what little she had on in the first place. Stepping under the warm stream of running water made her sigh blissfully, closing her eyes to savor the moment. Once completely wet she took a look at her choices set up on a built in shelving unit in the corner of the shower. Kana was hesitant at first realizing he had a bar of soap instead of a liquid option but he had been the one to offer his shower to her... That in mind she snatched it up, getting to work scrubbing away the dirt and dried up blood, soapy suds replaced the grim, washing it away down the drain. Once her skin was back to its original pale complexion, not a speck of dirt left, she moved on to cleaning her hair. Finding a shampoo and condition all in one bottle after setting the soap back down in its original place. Flipping the cap open she took a whiff, a somewhat minty sort of smell, whatever, it smelled clean and that's all that mattered to her. Squeezing a generous amount into an open palm she snapped the container closed, putting it away. Rubbing her hands together first she then massaged at her scalp, actually enticing a small moan out of her. 'This is heaven...' She decided, running her fingers through her thick hair, untangling it and freeing it from whatever clumps of gunk that clung on. Grinning with simplistic content Kana lathered her hair, letting the combo set for a bit before rinsing off. Though technically clean she was far from eager to step out, allowing herself just a touch more time under the stream. She had to remind herself she was a guest, and she shouldn't be wasting all of Shin's hot water. And so with a rather sad sigh she shut the water off, pushing the curtain aside. She remained standing in the tub, wringing the excess water out of her hair before making a grab for the towel, stepping over the edge and onto the little bath rug. Towel drying the best that she could it was only after she was fluffing her hair did she realize something she didn't have a change of clothes, or clothes at all to begin with. Oh... Kana sounded, standing up straighter, eyes darting about the room, looking for anything she could possibly use there was nothing. She would have to ask Shin, something she should have thought up before showering. Wrapping the towel around her body she tucked the ends in, holding it securely in place with one hand. Her other repeatedly running through her hair first before finally turning the door knob. Psyching herself up Kana slowly stepped out, steam escaping behind her. Uh... Shin? She meekly called out, gripping the towel with both hands then, unaware that her Kakugan eye had disappeared, revealing a matching set of blues that bashfully darted about, mainly focused on the floor. Coul-could I borrow something to wear..? Kana requested, squirming on the spot, toes curling and uncurling repeatedly, thighs rubbing against each other. Hair still damp droplets of water dripped, slowly sliding down her neck and shoulders. Something she was all too aware of as she anxiously stood waiting.