Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131103145155/@comment-25151516-20131202014450

Revan blushed and kicked The Áinfean back with a few final knocks as he saw the very cute, half-naked, half-cleaned, and barely-sane girl dripping watery blood on the floor and his leg. The towel in his hand was dark colored, so he dropped it to clean the floor.

MacLeod sighed. "Funny girl. Like a kid. Come on you," he grunted as he carried Kirina back into the still-running shower.

Revan sat her back down in the tub, her back to the running water, and took the bottle of shampoo and conditioner. He then washed the blood out of her hair. Next, he took the bar of soap, letting the conditioner freshen and revitalize her hair, and delicately soaped her body, avoiding sensitive areas. He rinsed her off and backed away, conflicted.

Revan was at the limit of his discomforts. He kneeled back down and tried patting her awake.

"Miss Hart? Come now, Kirina, don't make me change you out of your undergarms', please? Wake up!"

Revan, you are pathetic...

Shut up, Áinfean.