POV:
Nym
When I got home I hurried upstairs to my room to take an actual shower. I removed a plush gray towel from the shelf in my room. I then walked over to the bathroom and opened the obsidian colored door. I decided to take a bath instead because the chance that I would get to take one for a while was almost nil. I filled the large porcelain tub with scolding hot water, and grabbed some of my essential oils. I decided on using raven wood with a dash of mint. The tub finally finished filling up, and I began to remove the rest of my clothing. Unfortunately, after Charlotte washed her clothing, the clasp on her bra became stuck once Nym put it on. I cursed out loud as I struggled to take it off. Finally I removed the awful torture device and the rest of the bandages and stepped into the hot water.
*Splash splash* I lowered the rest of my body into the steaming hot water. "Ahhhhhh" I moaned; I could feel the stress and tension from my body melt away. The mint rejuvenated my mind and body and the calming, yet dark scent of the raven wood made my mind melt. The water just covered my breasts; I reached out to grab my shampoo and conditioner off the side of the tub. They felt cold on the tips of my fingers, but it was a nice contrast to the hot water. I gently opened the cap and poured a decent amount onto my open palm. I lathered the shampoo onto my scalp, gently messaging it in. I let it sit for a few minutes before lowering my head into the water. Bubbles were made in the water, they swirled gently around my body some collecting on my hips and protruding chest. I once again open my palm and pour conditioner into it. Once I put it in my hair I let it sit.
I started to scrub down my body with a coarse synthetic sponge. I could feel it burn on my body; i started down at my feet and went up. I made circular motions up my calves and thighs. A light red was started to ebb into the water. I continued up my body on my stomach to my chest. I gently rubbed the sponge on my chest while trying to suppress any sound that I might make. This made me quickly suck in a breath; I continued to scrub under my breast, between them which is where the tattoo is, and finally on the bountiful and perky mounds. This again illicited a quick breath and shallow breath; my chest was going between hot to cold in rapid succession. I scrubbed my back quickly and moved on to my arms and neck. I then thoroughly washed my hair, and continued to massage my scalp. I continued to soak in the tub until the water grew cold.
I got out of the tub and began to dry myself off with the towel. It felt soft on my clean skin. I put on a very thin satin silk shirt and a pair of men's boxer short underwear. I started to dry my hair when I believed that it was dry enough I put it in a fishtail braid. I walked back down the stairs barefoot, and made my way to the grand piano in the dimly lit study. (Her house is really big, but also lonely. T-T) I opened the top of the piano and made the necessary accommodations as it had been a three months since I last played. I sat down on the bench and began to tickle the ivories. After I felt comfortable I started to play a heart wrenching melody.
" My lovely winter day that I will never again have the pleasure of seeing.
The cold that we braved and the snow that brought pain.
The beautiful white tainted with the red from the dead.
I begged you to stay but you were never tamed.
My beautiful dove,
Even though you were caged in the cavity in my chest
It was the only thing that made my heart beat again.
You were stuck in the cage that had rotting flesh in the bottom
But that was me
I was rotting from the inside out."
The playing began to quicken and her sultry voice continued to sing in the raw pain that she felt. Her heartbreak was evident. She continued to play for another two hours, so that she could sing out her pain. She sang in an attempt to find solace, but she never would find it.
After a while I decided to go to bed; I had to get up early and head to North Limbra to start my job and to finish theirs. Death will be with me all week, so will the scum of the world. May death not be merciful to them. It is my job to assist in purging the rodents of the world. I refuse to let them hurt anymore people. Oh Goddess of Death help me purge the tainted and wicked souls of the Earth. This was my prayer to them. I hoped that I could see Scarlett in my dreams tonight, but I doubt that I will because in all of my dreams it is just a black void. " Goodnight my love." I then dozed of to sleep.