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*Morrigan looks relieved*
Morrigan: Thanks Marla, I'm gonna be a while cleaning my wings...*Flexes them slightly as custard drips off*

*marla*
Massage setting 3...

*smiles*

*Morrigan goes into the repressor and starts cleaning up*

*Quetz is groaning from overeating and the custard is slowly being wiped away*

Yes, but why is custard everywhere?

*Ot looks over at Verv*
OT: Dunno, but I do know that you can help *Tosses V a mop*

*Marla stops clearing custard from carpet with a heavy flamer for a second*

... Custard machine got into the plumbing somehow. We got custardred...

*frying custard off the flame proof carpet*

Fire proof carpeting was a genius idea...

*I glance at Quetz*
Those laxatives are going to be hitting you soon. You might want to find a bathroom

*Ciri sits in the pool, when suddenly she notices she can see her breath.*

*She looks behind her and can see a dense fog heading straight for them. Light snow begins to fall.*

*Ciri's smile vanishes, she blinks next to Amelia.*

Ciri: We need to leave now!

*Ciri grabs Amelias arm and teleports back to the room, before Amelia can even respond.*

*Quetz nods and hurtles off to his bathroom*

*Morrigan is steadily working out the custard as best she can*

*Marla.walks into her tank and throws Amelia a silky knee length robe*

Put that on sis.

*PDF being shovals and a mop and help out clearing tons of custard*

*shower.masaage mode side jets prove oddly effective and relaxing way of clearing custard resadue*

*custard wave has ended up flooding a ork mart basement after a water leak and now the storage for non metalic tooth picks is 12 metres deep in custard *

*Drops onto the floor naked*

What?!

*Grabs the robe and hastily throws it on*

What was that about?!

*Billy walks out of his room only to step in a ankle deep puddle of drying custard*
Billy: What in the...

*Morrigan is having difficulty getting the gunk out the roots of her wings*

*Ciri blinks in the room with Ameila. Forgets she naked, covers self up as best she can and turns bright red with embarrassment. She blinks away and comes back with a new towel*

Ciri: I am so sorry Amelia, I didn't think he would be able to find that place..

It's...It's fine. You need somewhere to get changed?

*Trying to get last remnants of custard off skin*

*Morrigan comes back out looking cleaner and dressed in her crudely rinsed top and a borrowed pair of pants*
Morrigan: Ugh... I'm gonna need to soak to get this out of my wing's roots. Thanks again Marla.
*Looks over at Amelia in mild amusement*
Morrigan: You enjoy yourself did you?

*Billy walks through the remain custard*
Billy: What is this!? Why's it all over the floor?!

Yes, I did. Sorry you couldn't be there.

*Pokes out tongue and smiles*

So, Ciri, you want to get changed and tell me what that was about?

Morrigan: I'm sorry too. I think that woulda gotten this gunk out my my wings right away. Instead I had to use Marla's shower but even that wasn't enough. *Sighs and smiles slightly*I just need to soak in a tub for a while once we get this stuff cleaned up. Just be glad your wings aren't like mine *Stretches them showing small amounts of custard still dried in them.*
Morrigan: Stuff gets caught in them too often, though they're very warm *Grins then sighs and looks at her wings* The sooner I can get this gunk out the better, just feels... nasty, like that time Quetz dropped a S'more on me

*Billy gives up on getting a explanation and goes to get something to eat*

Ciri: Yes I that would be for the best..

*Ciri Gathers up her gear and gets changed in a vacant room.*

*She comes back.* I don't know how but Eredin has returned, with the wild hunt, and are out to find me.. It makes no sense..

*Morrigan looks sharply at Ciri when she mentions the Wild Hunt*
Morrigan: Cernunnos is dead, who rules he hunt now?

*Marla*
Take a shuttle to my ship.

Ask them to direct you to the spa.
They will sort you out morri *smiles *

Amy.. Showers free and coboatd full of super soft hoddies and tracksuit bottoms.
My ensuite.

*Looks at the mop with distaste and begins cleaning some custard up*
...Did I forget to deal with that custard ocean?
*Looks outside*
Oh, gak.

Ciri: Eredin but he died as well, Geralt slew him in Skellige.. And now hes back.

*Morrigan frowns at Ciri*
Morrigan: I've not heard of him... you mind briefing me later?
*Turns back to Marla and miles*
Morrigan: Thanks yet again Marla, I owe you several times now.
*Goes to board a shuttle and head up to the ship as Billy sits down in a freshly cleaned armchair with a bowl of cereal and starts eating dejectedly*

OOC: I can't keep my eyes open. I'm gonna get some sleep.
NPC as needed and I'll see ya'll later

*Nods at Ciri*

Well...You'll have to explain what that means to me after my shower. I'll be back in a bit.

*Waves at Marla*

Cheers sis!

*Walks to the Repressor in the robe*

*marla*

Its the special shower model... You know the one. *laugha*

The hoddy and trousers are lined with the butter tank blanket. Snugliest hoody ever!
I've even got it in towel form!

Enjoy sis!

*Exits Repressor a few minutes later*

Yeah, I didn't bother with the extra feature. I get all I need from Sebastian.

*Smiles and sits back down next to Sebastian*

*Lies down on him and smiles*

*Ciri goes to the bar, and sits drinking a mug of ale.*

*marla*

Aye, you have him. Good egg.
The hoodyy should be fine on wing stubs its so soft!

Be like a gentle snuggle massage.

*Sat with fluffy who is lieing head on her lap*
Your a big softy with me!

*Smiles and fusses her wolf*

*stands up and sighs*
She can't be too far.
*walks through various rooms until stepping outside*
... This isn't like her.
*looks around and shakes his head*

*grunt hastily ducks behind a tree when he sees Santiago*
*hushed whisper* Grunt: Devil! Always ruin everything!

*Marla sat on sofa with fluffy whose relaxing stretched out over most of a long sofa in a relaxed wsy*

Relax. She can look after herself. Maybe even more than my lady with me.
And a little birdy at the hall said you had a date *smiles*
Sarah and her girlfriend where dining at same time as you. Saw you leave together, and holding hands... *smiling *

Not quite the charmless man you where.

Ooc goodnight..