Day Twenty-Two - The wetness can be oh so shocking, if misused.
Who : Brennan, Shalimar
Where: Hot tub/Dorms
When : Late Evening
Rating : Uh...HH for Hella Hot?
Invasion : Hells yeah!
Status : Closed, on-going
Summary : Uhm...he's half naked and wet? Do I need to go on?
Thankfully he'd spent most of the day just lounging about his room. Spent a couple of hours talking into his Comm Link but as usual there was no response. By now most normal people would have given up, but it's not like Brennan was normal after all. He supposed that worked to his advantage, at least with the whole normalcy topic. Not that he cared that much either. He was quite happy with the fact that he hasn't done much of anything lately. Didn't run into the misplaced leader, no qualms other than personal and inner conflict. Though the news that some of the others had switched to this side did confuse him a bit. He'd seen this kind of tactic used by Genomex. An agent would have a sudden change of heart and try to befriend those of Mutant X and then turn around and stab them in the back. Sure he'd treat them equally but that didn't mean he'd trust them right off the bat, no need to relive Genomex after all.
The half naked elemental slipped into the hot water, feeling good against muscles he didn't realize were sore and stiff from doing nothing all day. At least he was alone for the moment, not that he wouldn't mind some company of either variety. Muscles would contract and release as the liquid moved around him, though it wasn't until he settled himself in one of the build in body cove's with the jets that he really relaxed. That hit the spot, though at least he refrained from releasing a pleased sound.
Brennan could easily fall asleep like this, though he just opted to tip his head back, letting himself stretch out nearly at full length before settling for a more relaxed position. It was like a small patch of Heaven. Hands would rake through his hair, allowing the water to slick back the dark strands without having to submerge himself entirely.
Where: Hot tub/Dorms
When : Late Evening
Rating : Uh...HH for Hella Hot?
Invasion : Hells yeah!
Status : Closed, on-going
Summary : Uhm...he's half naked and wet? Do I need to go on?
Thankfully he'd spent most of the day just lounging about his room. Spent a couple of hours talking into his Comm Link but as usual there was no response. By now most normal people would have given up, but it's not like Brennan was normal after all. He supposed that worked to his advantage, at least with the whole normalcy topic. Not that he cared that much either. He was quite happy with the fact that he hasn't done much of anything lately. Didn't run into the misplaced leader, no qualms other than personal and inner conflict. Though the news that some of the others had switched to this side did confuse him a bit. He'd seen this kind of tactic used by Genomex. An agent would have a sudden change of heart and try to befriend those of Mutant X and then turn around and stab them in the back. Sure he'd treat them equally but that didn't mean he'd trust them right off the bat, no need to relive Genomex after all.
The half naked elemental slipped into the hot water, feeling good against muscles he didn't realize were sore and stiff from doing nothing all day. At least he was alone for the moment, not that he wouldn't mind some company of either variety. Muscles would contract and release as the liquid moved around him, though it wasn't until he settled himself in one of the build in body cove's with the jets that he really relaxed. That hit the spot, though at least he refrained from releasing a pleased sound.
Brennan could easily fall asleep like this, though he just opted to tip his head back, letting himself stretch out nearly at full length before settling for a more relaxed position. It was like a small patch of Heaven. Hands would rake through his hair, allowing the water to slick back the dark strands without having to submerge himself entirely.