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[withloadedguns]

Been thinking I could use a hot bath.

[ooc: City, there is a naked cowboy in a corner of the hot springs, stretched out, smoking, generally relaxing...and quite naked. Yup. Feel free to find him, bother him, whatever. ... Is it me or did it just get a little High Plains Drifter in here? Hmm...]

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[withloadedguns]

[He doesn't react--not yet--but he's certainly watching what she's doing from the corner of his eye. He's a troublemaker sometimes, but he's not stupid. This might be a game. But he takes some games seriously.]

[dignity_misery]

[He's watching and she grins, low and sharp. It's smart to be wary of her, and maybe that's the real message the claw marks and bite wounds and burns across her skin really have to send. His smile reminds her of Blonde, in a way, although it's much less infuriating than that sweet crocodile grin her roommate could plaster on. She'd punched him across the face for that smile, but for the cowboy she thinks she's just going to toy with the damp hair at the nape of his neck.]

[withloadedguns]

[He can deal with this. Probably.]

Are you planning on getting in the water? Or...is that as far as you go?

[dignity_misery]

[She hadn't really intended to go further, the burns on her leg need to be watched carefully any bacteria and this place is a breeding ground for it. She was perfectly willing to injure herself, a prolonged infection was less appealing, however.]

Are you going to swim away, if I say no?

[withloadedguns]

No. Probably not.

[dignity_misery]

I think I'll stay up here, then.

[Though her feet do stir the water slowly.]

[withloadedguns]

[He can deal with that. He'll just lean against the edge of the spring and smoke.

Not bad. Not bad at all.]

[dignity_misery]

[There's a spot between her knees with his name on it when that seven minute cigar is through.]

[withloadedguns]

[Oh yeah? Maybe he ought to smoke a little faster...]

[dignity_misery]

[Bingo!]