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Dr. Veritas Ratio ([personal profile] curingidiocy) wrote in [community profile] synflux2024-09-11 05:00 pm

[Open] Spa Facility Grand Opening | Base Upgrade

WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: The grand opening of the spa facility
WHERE: On base
WHEN: Sept 11
WARNINGS: Nudity, that's probably it????


SPA FACILITY GRAND OPENING


One morning, everyone wakes to a message bearing the title above. Turns out, the area near the greenhouse that has been cordoned off since the Outsiders returned to base was converted to a spa facility! While this was planned before their return from the latest mission as a show of appreciation for everyone's hard work, LILITH hopes, given recent circumstances, that the facility will help Outsiders relax and unwind from their stress. It is open indefinitely and free to use by those on base!



▶ LOUNGE



The entrance leads to a short, undecorated hallway that opens up to a small foyer. It is simple, pristine, and decorated with only a spotting of greenery and a large painting of a beach that replaces what should have been the location of the receptionist's desk. To each side of the painting is an open pathway, half covered by a panel of fabric overhanging the entrance. The pattern is plain, and likely meant to be soothing in appearance.

A pop-up appears in the ocular the moment one steps foot into the area. A generic welcome message, with descriptions of the facilities offered and how to navigate through the area. There are even recommended programs for someone who wants a specific experience! How generous.

Both doors lead behind the foyer into a lounge area just as simple as the room previous. It is plain, decorated in calming blues and a creamy off-white colour. There are a few plants here and there (which may be fake, upon closer inspection), and more landscape paintings hung around the area. Across the room, there are doors to change rooms (though there are no change of clothes within, because the Style Change Upgrade will provide them plain spa robes to be used in the facility.) To the left is a wide space leading to a massage parlor and a nail salon, and to the right is the door leading to the saunas, both dry and wet, and a public bath, obscured partially by a piece of fabric draped over the top half of the doorway.

The only refreshments provided seem to be a single synthetic milk vending machine standing next to the entrance to the baths, branded with the name GYUNEW. The milk comes in different flavours: chocolate, strawberry, banana, some seasonal flavours like pumpkin spice, quirky ones like cotton candy milk, and a flavour that is simply labeled "white". There's no explanation for this flavour. Anyone trying it will find it's creamy and sweet like milk but also somehow manages to taste like every other milk alternative without committing to a single flavor. It also never expires. Strange.



▶ SAUNA



The pathway to the sauna splits into three: one for a wet sauna on the left, and the dry sauna to the right. A third path down the middle leads to the supplies and furnaces for the saunas, because neither run on electricity, and require stones, fire (and water for the wet sauna). An ocular pop-up will list the benefits of each type of sauna, allowing you to make the best choice for your own health, as well as provide instructions on how to operate them and optimize the experience for your physiological needs.

Both saunas are rooms lined with wooden slats, and with multiple levels of seating available, seating ten people at most. At the corner of the rooms is a small tub of rocks heated by fire from a furnace accessible through the middle path. A wooden bucket is available to bring water into the wet sauna, to be poured onto the stones to provide the moisture for the sauna.



▶ PUBLIC BATH



Though the area is fully enclosed, attempts have been made to decorate the baths with natural elements, such as stones bordering the pools, bamboo water spouts, wooden slats lining the walls and windows that open up to a yard abundant with greenery, appropriately fenced off so no one can peek into the baths from the greenhouse area. The public baths are segregated by gender, a thick wooden fence dividing the two sides of the room so that communication is still possible, but view of the other side is obscured.

Each side features an area with stools, mirrors and seated showers that one can use to thoroughly rinse their bodies before entering the bath. Like the showers in the locker room, no soaps and shampoos are provided. However, fluffy, luxurious towels are stocked just outside the bathing area for use along with a hamper for their disposal, and the baths themselves seem to be on a biweekly rotation of additives, from scents like lavender and yuzu to herbal additions like mugwort or green tea, with one day each week free of any additives.

For those who prefer private bathing sessions, there are smaller rooms that can be reserved ahead of time using the ocular implant.



▶ MASSAGE PARLOR



The massage parlor is a room with ten massage beds, staffed by two robot massage therapists. It is a dimmed area with warm lighting and a diffuser spreading a calming scent throughout the area. Plenty of plants and landscape paintings decorate the area to provide a calming atmosphere. Each bed can be separated by a curtain for privacy.

Upon entry into the room, an ocular pop-up will appear asking you to select the type of massage preferred, if you need no robot assistance, or if you'd like a lesson in performing massages. It also offers a selection of specialty massage oils and aromatic blends which clients can choose based on their desired therapeutic effects.

For those receiving a massage from robotic massage therapists, the massage can be personalized through a digital touchpad at each bed. This touchpad allows clients to adjust the intensity and focus of the massage, select soothing soundscapes, and even set the area's ambient lighting to their preference.

For those who prefer even greater privacy, rooms are available for up to two people to receive a massage together. Perfect for couples!



▶ NAIL SALON



The nail salon is decorated similarly to the massage parlor, but there are no robot attendants staffing the area. Instead, an ocular pop-up will indicate that the salon is entirely unmanned, so it is up to Outsiders to provide manicures and pedicures to their fellow colleagues! All the appropriate stations and supplies have been provided, so the only limit is imagination!

The parlor is stocked with a wide array of high-tech nail polishes that change color based on temperature or mood, as well as glittering holographic powders and futuristic gel finishes that provide a dazzling array of effects including personal advertisements and minor cosmetic effects. Some examples of cosmetic effects include the temperature/mood-changing colors that can be as extreme or subtle as desired; the holographic depiction of shifting patterns or scenes, such as starry galaxies or futuristic cityscapes; or interactive haptic feedback, using embedded micro-sensors to simulate various sensations, such as a gentle vibrating pulse that matches a rhythm, or a mild tingle that responds to touch.

LILITH would like to remind you to avoid applying nails that become an impediment during kaiju missions.



▶ NOTES
Welcome to the first crowdfunded base upgrade!! Many thanks to Kia, Peace, Abbel, Blair, Ari, Steve, ly, and Lan who pooled points with me for this luxurious addition to the base. Also thanks to Pax for helping me with the text of this log.

The spa facility is a permanent add-on and will have an entry added to the Main Base page soon. Note that there will be no IC explanation for the use of reward points.

This post is meant to be a mingle log for all characters to enjoy the facility's services at the grand opening! If you have any questions about the spa, please ask them in the questions thread!

intertwinedfates: blush talk (144)

wobbles like flan 🍮

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 11:43 am (UTC)(link)
[He makes everything look good~ (Or everything makes him look good?)

Guzzles her delicious nectar-- I mean--

That would explain a lot, wouldn't it? Guess it wouldn't come as too much of a surprise to her then that the thought of doing such things isn't a new one to him. He has at least considered every job under the sun and then some. But he's never stooped to anything more dubious than what he did the other night. He much prefers offering his ayakashi slaying services or peddling homemade doujinshi to putting himself out. He's a romantic at heart, and that meant saving himself for someone who meant the world to him.

And that would be Hiyori. Her and Yukine are the ones he would move Heaven and Earth for, who he would give in to his basest instincts to save. Or in this case, who he would face uncertainty for. Because fuck if he knows what he's doing. Winging it, really. Trying to claw back some points on Hiyori's affection card before he has too much longer to dwell on his screw ups.

He just... doesn't want this to be another one. All he can do is try, though, right? Hopefully if he's mistaken about her intentions, she'll at least understand where he was coming from. Letting her get comfortable, he rubs his hands together to warm them up and hide the fact they're a bit damp.]


Just remember-- you can tell me to stop at any time, okay? [Because he wants to make that perfectly clear above all else. Her comfort is all that matters when it comes to this. So he lets her get situated before daring to touch any part of her. And even then he hesitates a fair bit un the pretense of fiddling with the oils that are sitting on a nearby table. So many varieties...

...but he can't put it off forever, can he? He doesn't want her thinking he's trying to avoid touching her when it's what he wants to do more than anything else. So with a deep breath he spreads some nice lavender oil on his hands and turns back to find her smiling. It's enough to almost bring one to his face as well, but nerves keep it from fully forming.]


Heh, sounds like a deal to me. Here we go--

[Starting at the dip between her neck and shoulders, he slowly runs his hands along towards the outside gently just to get her used to his touch and to warm the oil up. No using his knuckles yet, just the flats of his fingers so that it's a smooth, gentle pull.]

That okay so far?
wwtd: worry (white knuckles)

i would kill for some flan RIGHT MEOW

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 12:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ WHAT DO YOU MEAN ACTUALLY

the worst he can do is make her self-conscious about her body and he hasn't done it yet. if anything, he's done the opposite. take a look at exhibit A: future yato declaring her the most lovely outsider. followed by knight of her virginity. another future hiyori "problem".

since she still doesn't trust her voice quite yet with all her nerves lit up, she gives him another soundless nod. tell him to stop or she's not beneath forcing him to stop. it's not a problem, though. again, just the opposite. there's no way to properly express the gnawing urge that's been bothering her for, perhaps, a little over a month now. like her feelings for him, she's been trying to ignore it and act normal. like his scent used to be delicious to her, the promise of touch -

she gives him a small peek when he ends up taking a while. only to slip her eyes closed again and inhale deeply through her nose as his slickened palms find her skin and he touches her. far different from usual. enough so she can't stop the breathy, ]


Yeah... [ from being her answer. ] That feels nice. And it smells... good.

[ not as good as sakura blossoms - or him as a half-ayakashi - but good. relaxing. doing plenty of work to get her muscles to loosen if his hands didn't start it. they're warm and rough in a pleasant way. that reminds her, at the most timely moment, that yato isn't just a god.

he's a guy.

though her toes don't wiggle and she doesn't squirm as he did, her chest heaves and her breath grows deep. at her hip, she twists the towel in her restless fingers. she remembers when his M O I S T palms annoyed her and she'd try to escape his hold. look at her now. downright eager beneath his fingers. ]


Like lavender. It's so nice...

[ suffice to say, she's not telling him to stop. carry on, wayward son. ]
Edited 2024-09-24 12:19 (UTC)
intertwinedfates: blush talk (224)

I've never had it... it looks pretty tho!

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[HE IS THE BUTTERFLY TO HER FLOWER, THE HUMMINGBIRD TO HER FEEDER

If he were to accidentally do that he might just chuck himself out a (first story) window. As he will do everything in his power to build her up in the same way she manages to do for him. Future them problem, indeed.

Thankfully(?) he has plenty of problems for now, like maintaining a steady comfortable pressure, remembering what he's learned about muscles over the years and how best to stretch them for maximum relaxation. He may not have trained as a masseuse, but maintaining a limber body is vital to one who lives on the battlefield. It's all keeping him from getting too hung up on the fact he's touching Hiyori's bare skin, at least for the most part. The fact still registers enough to keep the heat in his cheeks as he moves down to her arms, picking one to focus on before switching to the other.

Focusing on her biceps most of all, he gradually works his way towards her hands, taking care to pay attention to each finger in turn, getting in between each digit until eventually he has their fingers threaded together. Held like that, he steals a peek at her face again, searching.]


I'm glad. I thought you might like something soothing rather than invigorating.

[Abandoning her hands, he returns to where her collarbone is and starts carefully rubbing there. Not hard, just enough to keep that area from feeling neglected. Then comes the biggest dilemma yet: does he dare try to breach the confines of her towel or does he skip it entirely and go for her legs?

.....

Yeah, nope, still a coward. He doesn't quite have the courage for that yet and instead shuffles down to start at her feet. There at least he can put some force behind it and vent his own frustrations at himself. That's probably why he regards the soles of her feet with such a serious expression that it's almost angry, with his teeth biting into his lip as he digs his thumbs into the folds of her feet. Stupid, stupid, stupid... What is he thinking, feeling her up?! She'd say as much if she wanted that, right?

Right?]


It doesn't smell half as nice as you normally do, though.

[Partners can say that without it being weird, yeah?]
wwtd: happy, confused (aw..........)

melts in ur MOUTH wuaaaaaa, highly recommend

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ I'M GOIDLKGJNSDKLG UNDERSTOOD

... come to think of it, he is better at this than she is. can one really count the way she hacked percussions at his back a massage, though? the way, at one point, she dug her elbow into a more stubborn knot. technically, yes. it's so different from how his fingers and palms glide along her skin. it's not long before hiyori truly relaxes, the fidgeting slowly down to nothing as she lays there and eats up how it feels to have his palms on her.

with him rubbing at every knuckle and bone in her hand she can't help a soft, pleased sound as his fingers thread with hers. then, she opens her eyes to glance at him. she's not expecting to meet his eyes or how immediately it takes her breath away. again. after just regaining it. she quickly closes them again as he reaches toward her neck. even his rubbing along the protruding bone feels nice. maybe she does need to save up to pay for this. maybe this is his calling. he's always been good with his hands for any number of hobbies. ]


Y-yeah. You were right.

[ the obvious next step is her chest and she keeps still as she waits.

but, apparently, her feet are next. it's no small amount of disappointment that wells up in her. combined with the pressure of his thumbs digging into the arch of her feet she gasps, sharp and quick. not in pain. not at all. ]


Wh-what did you say? [ befuddled, she sits up on her elbows as yato is busy working on her legs. her skin shines with the oils he's spread all over her arms and hands. sleek and shiny around her neck except for an obvious line he didn't cross. ]

I smell that nice? [ they can, but how funny. how the tables have turned. her lips quirk up in a flabbergasted smile. well, there's a difference. hiyori probably doesn't smell like something yato wants to eat. like he used to, to her. ]
intertwinedfates: blush talk (217)

one day I will try some...!

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 01:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[HEHE...

Well, with a millennia-plus experience under his belt, it seems reasonable that he might have a head start on massage techniques. Not that he didn't enjoy his time as her xylophone! He can only hope that his ministrations are as enjoyable for her as her two attempts on him have been. (He still totally counts being stepped on as a massage.) And judging by what he can see and feel, she is indeed relishing his attempts, thank goodness.

Especially when their eyes meet and he can see for himself just how content his efforts are making her. It's enough to bring a flutter to his heart that settles in his stomach eventually. If he didn't need them, his hands would likely be shaking out of nerves alone despite having seemingly found his groove. It's definitely fun, being able to make someone relax so thoroughly through nothing but his own careful touch, but he can't imagine that Hiyori would be too pleased if he took it up as a vocation. Feeling up others' bodies seems like a far worse love crime than offering kisses for money, but what does he know?]


It's good to know I don't always mess things up.

[Because sometimes it does feel like that's all he does. Being a Calamity still haunts him even in moments like this, when he's doing his best to provide comfort and love to the one he cares for most. He doesn't dare voice those thoughts, however. He knows better than to spoil the mood with his doubts. This is Happy Hiyori Time, not Self-Flagellation Yato time.

Though when she questions what it was he said, he against opts for being a chickenshit, ducking his head and mumbling into his chest as he gets between her toes.]


Nothing--! [Although apparently she did actually hear him. Damn. Color floods his face all the way up to his ears, and it takes everything he has in order to hazard a glance up at her while he moves on to her ankles and shins.]

Y-Yeah... I... like it when you come over after showering once you're done working out. It's especially nice at bedtime, when I can snuggle up to you. [There. He said it. He's being honest with her, even if it costs him points with her or some of his dignity. Though he could've said more, like how he just wants to bury his nose in the crook of her neck while they sleep. Anyway! On to her thighs!]
wwtd: happy, blush (ahah)

YEEEEEEAAAAA do it

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ they're not... ideal jobs for her heart, no. maybe she would've agreed to something like it more readily if she wasn't balancing on a fence, sometimes. just like she used to. without the tail. is this right? is this wrong? do I care? should I care? will it work? won't it? are we too different? will I have to settle for something brief but meaningful and not forever?

how badly will my heart break?

you'd never guess, would you? with how happy she is to sneak into everlight's halls. with how she pretends she's busy reading until yato sneaks into redemption. ]


Yato... [ he doesn't always mess things up. everyone makes mistakes, right? he messed up pretty bad, but so what? learn, change, grow. she doesn't believe the bs he said about being bad at change. that's so wrong by her experience. it's about wanting to change, anyway. not about being good or bad at it, the idiot.

the sentimental fool.

that doesn't cost him points. a few are gained in his favor again. keep your dignity, she'll take honesty happily. as shown by her soft look and her leaning back more on her elbows as she looks down her body and at his touch moving to her thighs. when she wants to speak, she has to hold her breath instead. it's a lot. it makes her hands turn into fists on the table. ]


- I like it, too. [ honesty has never been a problem for hiyori. ] Snuggling. [ while he opts for chickenshit, hiyori goes for daring. where he can feel the movement, she widens her legs an inch. ] How you smell in your comfortable clothes. [ though not as strong as it used to be. sadly. her ayakashi nose is gone. replaced with other senses. ] ... When you think I'm asleep and kiss my forehead.
intertwinedfates: blush (121)

IDEK WHERE TO GET IT

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hence why he'll probably set aside that job and any adjacent ones from consideration. There's plenty else out there that he can do that won't test Hiyori's patience or try her poor heart. He's done that enough in the last few days to last a year. No reason for him to make things worse for her by opting to do something questionable on the regular. He treasures her far too much for that. He'll stick with manicurist for now. That's a nice, safe job that allows him to be creative and helpful to some degree.

No breaking of hearts for him.

Because he really doesn't know how badly things affect her until she says so (or until someone like Ereshkigal points them out for him.) He would've been blissfully ignorant of her upset without them both filling him in on how badly he'd been behaving.]


Sorry... [His touch softens with the apology as he looks away to hide his guilty expression from her gaze. He's determined not to make this about himself, despite how he might feel. That's what she wants, right? For him to be aware of when he's being negative and to correct course to stop beating himself up?

All the same, he finds himself gazing back in her direction, if only to keep an eye on where he's working. Where his hands are going, how far up they wander. Stopping before reaching the towel before switching to the other leg.

Her other, opening leg. It's enough to make his fingers quake in both fear and anticipation as his head jerks up to meet her eyes again. Silently questioning what it is she wants of him, how far she wants this to go. All the while he has to struggle to keep his breath even.]


It is really nice, isn't it? [Despite his nerves, he manages a smile at knowing she too enjoys what they share most nights. Even if she calls him out on some of it.] ...heh. You sneak. You let me think you were zonked out this whole time! [Perhaps it's the fact she's pointing out she relishes what was supposed to be a discreet show of affection, but gradually he finds his hands sneaking up a little further beneath her towel, making their way towards her hips. Not kneading or massaging, but just simply feeling.]
wwtd: blush, calm (shoujo shy)

SIRI WHERE DO I GET SOME FLAN

[personal profile] wwtd 2024-09-24 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ who would've thought? yato, the manicurist. as long as he's enjoying it, she's happy for him. she should be able to do the same for any other job, too, but she's too unsettled. too unused to it all. the wound is still fresh, yato's slurred sales. rather than linger, she wants to move on. there could always be a day when yato gets scouted to star in some rom-com with some bishamon lookalike and she's secure enough in the relationship she doesn't bat an eye at such a thing.

maybe that day will be the same day yato stops beating himself up, too.

she wonders if she shouldn't beat HERSELF up for that reaction for how quick he looks up at her. she fights the impulse to close her legs at the shock on his face and instead tucks her chin down a little toward her chest. there are no plans whatsoever about how far it's going to go. if it's not just a massage at the end and nothing else. she isn't sure how many more hints she can throw at him though until she says to hell with demure or mindful and goes for her tried and true direct approach.

it's never led her wrong. ]


Hey, you assumed I was asleep. I mean, I have a history of passing out at any time so I don't blame you that... much... [ hiyori's initial quip trails off and she glances down at his hands inching beneath her terry towel and finds her hips. his hands are still greasy with oil so the path is smooth all the way up. there's the smallest quake in her legs but she doesn't push him away. or pull herself out of his hands. her voice gets caught in her throat and barely escapes her. ]

This is nice, too... [ a little more. she can do a little more. not with her legs. with reaching up to the knot higher on her chest and loosening that. so one part of it falls open and exposes a long, uninterrupted line of her bare skin from shoulder to ankle. ]
intertwinedfates: hmph blush (74)

DELIVERY FLAN... SAVE ME, YATO-SAMA!

[personal profile] intertwinedfates 2024-09-24 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)