more ficcy
alright the next installment of my ficcy
She walked into her room still perplexed, and slightly disturbed by the exchange between Beast Boy and herself. She shrugged off the pressure of those oppressive thoughts and turned on her stereo. Her ears were met with the mournfully lilting voice of Amy Lee. She let the dark instrumentals and emotional lyrics wash over, and walked into her adjoining bathroom.
She loved this room, it was elegant and dark like herself. The walls were covered in black and violet tapestries, with dark curtains blocking out all natural light. Black tapered candles decorated the walls in ornamental candlebras. She lit them with a flash of her powers. Some of them glowed white while others were amethyst, casting the room in an ethereal glow.
She sat on her vanity chair, a wrought iron stool with a satin cushion, and removed her sopping boots. She let her wet feet sink into the plush violet rug over the ebony marble floor. She then removed her dripping cloak and placed it on the black marble vanity top. She walked to her tub, which was also black marble with wrought iron fixtures, and let the steaming water cascade from the faucet and begin forming a dark puddle in the bottom of the tub. Over her music and the sound of running water she didn’t here the yelp from the floor below her. She walked to her wrought iron towel rack and grabbed a mauve towel. She added a sparse amount of lavender and violet scented bath oil before shutting off the water. She pealed of her saturated leotard and eased into the warm water letting the world dissolve away around her.
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Beast Boy stood there for a moment in silence until he heard the gothic tones of evanescence through the door. He liked Amy’s voice, but the lyrics were a tad too depressing for him. He sighed, thinking about the failed attempt at conversation with Raven, and then went down to his room to keep good on the comment he made to Cyborg about taking a shower.
Beast Boy walked into his room which was an explosion of greens and black. He grabbed a dry towel from off the floor and went into his bathroom which mirrored the motif of his room. He turned his shower to full blast, undressed, and stepped in. He enjoyed the hot water running down his back, allowing it to relax his muscles. He was just about to shampoo his hair when the water suddenly went frigidly cold. He yelped in surprise and slight pain, jumping a good six feet in the air and clinging to the ceiling as a lizard. He heard the shuffle of feet and moments later Starfire’s voice floated through the door.
“Beast Boy? Are you injured?”
“Yeah, you okay? We heard you shout.” The leader’s voice followed, concerned.
“Maybe he fell in?” Cyborg supplied snickering.
“Did not!” Beast Boy cried indignantly, back in human form, and avoiding the ice-cold water. “The water suddenly went cold! I told you guys I was gonna be in the shower!”
“Man, none of us turned the water on!” Cyborg defended. There was a pause and then Robin’s voice could be heard again.
“Sounds like its coming from upstairs. Raven must be in the shower or something.” Another pause. “The water just shut off yours should be fine now.”
“Uh..okthanks!” Beast Boy said his voice strained and cracking slightly.He had just gotten images of Raven in the shower. This was not a good day. He had become a waking sack of hormones, what was going on with him? An ice-cold shower seemed like a very good idea at the moment. He swiftly turned the dial to its coldest temperature.
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