Welcome to Clean Street [Open!]

[morphitudinous]

Down on the city level, right by the Kohaku River and near the imposing castle, a modern-looking white building welcomed one and all to its promise of running water and warmth. Maybe even a little socializing was in order.

The ramp led up to the heated roof level, where one and all could sit down and relax in an almost sauna-like environment. Below, corridors contained plenty of towels, places to leave clothes, quick showers, and the baths, a number of them sized for any and all comers.

The private areas were accessed through separate corridors on the outside, but the busier communal baths were just as warm and welcoming. Anyone of any size or species was welcome here, so long as they behaved themselves.

[ooc: it's mingling party post time! Just start a thread or hop in one, and note if your character's in a single sex bath, co-ed, or the sauna level upstairs. My characters will be here to meet some people too.]

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[pantsaretight.livejournal.com]

"Begging your pardon," he repeated, finally retrieving his towel and wrapping around his waist. "Enough people try to kill a man, he gets a bit jumpy."

The revelation that the baths were co-ed did a little to alleviate Mal's awkwardness, though he made sure to keep his eyes locked on hers. "Co-ed? They might have mentioned that before sending me here." They being anyone ranging from his mischievous crew to the staff of the baths. "Gotta say, don't meet too many folks who can handle a gun pointed at them so well. Guess you weren't kidding about being a fan."

[hullo-sweetie.livejournal.com]

"I know that feeling all too well. You can get paranoid or you can just roll with it like I do." If she had a pound for every time her life has been threatened, she'd be a very rich woman by now. Laughing she tips her head back and closes her eyes - the very picture of relaxation.

"Looks like someone has played a trick on you. The men's baths are to the left, I think." She slides her hands behind her head. "Guns. People trying to kill me, threatening my friends - a girl has to take up arms eventually."

[pantsaretight.livejournal.com]

"Unfortunately, man in my position has to have a little paranoia, otherwise his crew pays the price. Though coming here has made me a bit tetchy," he admitted, sighing as he set the gun down and moved over to the bath. It seemed rather absurd to head to another bath now when this woman clearly had no issue with his presence. After a half century he had seen too much to let nudity overly bother him, and as long as both parties had no objection. Setting down his towel, he slipped into the water a respectful distance from the woman with a sigh.

"A person has to be ready to carve out their own place in this world, and to fight for it." Opening one eye, he nodded toward her respectfully. "Names Malcolm Reynolds by the way."