[Sodium_noir] At the Temple

[Jennie Teakle]

Jack, Christine, Jesse, Paulo, Shang Mio
Spirit Entity, Orphan Mage, Mage, Mage, Monk
Temple of the Five Dragons
Late evening

> “Thanks.”  He adds, the word not tossed away as an
> obligatory afterthought.  There is a deep sincerity to
> it, because it’s only the second time in his life he’s
> found reason to say it - and the second time in one
> evening.
>
> There follows an awkward silence, finally broken by
> Jack’s realization that, in sitting up, the blanket
> covering him had fallen to his waist.  The monks,
> having taken his clothes to be laundered, hadn’t given
> him anything as a replacement.  He hastily pulls the
> covering around his backside, blushing as he tries not
> to look at Christine.   “Sorry....sorry...”  Jack
> mumbles something else unintelligible and offers a
> crooked half-smile.


Peering around the big healer guy, Christine grins wickedly at Jack's  
confusion.

> "You shouldn't be ashamed of your nakedness!" Paulo remarked as he  
> returned the bag to its place under his shirt. "Even with the  
> alterations it is a healthy form to be clothed in. I think your  
> body will do the rest but you'll not have to worry about secondary  
> infections and the like. Some multivitimins perhaps and put some  
> vaseline on those wounds. You're good to go!"
>
> He stands and nods to Shang Mio, taking the old Monk by the hand.  
> The girl rises with him, smiling briefly to Jack.
>
> "We cannot stay old friend, the hostel is quite full right now and  
> its just us after midnight unless we can find money to pay the  
> overtime. Glad we could help!" he turns to Jack and nods. "Maybe  
> we'll call on you some time to help herd a few kids at a picnic or  
> something by way of payment. Or maybe you'll pop over and advise  
> some of the self harmers on how not to get infected." he winks and  
> breezes out with his compaion.


Christine glances down at herself as the healers brush past her and  
disappear out of the door.

"Hey," she mutters, "must have turned invisible there for a while.  
Maybe it's my new super power."

She looks at Jack. He has very compelling eyes and, as she is a woman  
of noble principles (which very occasionally she even lives up to)  
she manages to maintain eye contact and not ogle too blatantly. But  
it *is* a great ass. it's been a while since she's seen a nakey guy.  
She was probably about due for a refresher course in the charms of  
the opposite sex, anyhow. Fighting to keep the smirk off her face,  
she says,

"Clothes, I'm thinking, would be a good move. We can't go to Raindogs  
to properly celebrate your recovery without them, right?"

A thought occurs.

"Oh fuck! Forgot about the goddamn Sinclair shindig!  Balls!"  
Christine's expression clouds then mercurially brightens. She snaps  
her fingers.  "Hey," she points at Jack, smiling from ear to ear.  
"Want to come to a party?"


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