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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2018 16:34:25 GMT -4
Susumu didn't flinch at Luzia pulling her stuffed rabbit away, but it did earn a raised brow. Hmm. Perhaps it was something she'd gotten from whatever family or caretakers she'd had before they'd--presumably--abandoned her to her own devices. Sentimentality wasn't a bad thing, but the bunny did look like a wreck, and smelled pretty bad as well. If she couldn't convince the girl into giving it over for a ride in the washing machine, then Susumu would have to improvise. "Ah, but human soap won't be as good for his fur. How about I get a nice little bowl for him, put in some fabric cleaner and softener, and he can soak in his own little bath next to yours? Does that sound alright, Luzia-chan?"
Since she didn't make up her own mind about soaps Susumu decided to just bring her some good oil-fighting ones with heavy floral and fruit scents. The girl was pretty rank now that they were in a smaller space.
"Very well. I'll go get that and come right back, deary. Feel free to get the shower started and rinse off. It's custom here in Japan to make sure you're nice and clean before getting in the tub--that's where you soak." With a little wave and wink, Susumu went back out into the hallway and through the door on the far-side of the hall, towards her own bed and joined bathroom where all her soaps and toiletries were. She picked a couple soaps with scents that would go well together, as well as a good strong shampoo and two of the same brand's conditioner. With the mess of hair that Luzia had, odds were she'd use up all of one bottle.
What a strange day this was turning out to be. Luzia needed guidance and a home, sure, and Susumu was certainly not against taking in another wicked soul that needed aid, but she hadn't shared space in her apartment in some time. The only persons to visit regularly were the housekeeper, occasionally a chef, and her parents...if they weren't busy.
Avoid that subject, brain. Soap and shampoos--and a medium-sized glass bowl with some detergent and softener in it--in hand Susumu returned to the bathroom Luzia was in and knocked twice on the door before opening it a crack. With the translusent door between the first half of the bathroom and where the shower was she wouldn't be able to see Luzia undressed or anything, but surprising the serial killer was probably not one of the smartest choices she could make right now.
She held the bowl up over the door for Luzia to see. "Here you are, Luzia. Just add some of the water from the shower to this bowl for your friend. I made sure to use the soap for delicate things, don't you worry."
"And here are your soaps and shampoos," she added once the bowl was taken from her hands, holding the bottles up instead, "The one in the red and orange bottles is for hair, the pink is for your body, and the two white ones you add after your hair is clean to sit for a bit. It will help soften and get the tangles out when you brush it. Need anything else?"
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jun 2, 2018 22:30:24 GMT -4
Luzia went wide-eyed again, hugging Wetzel even closer, but this time, she glared. "No, it's not! He'll bathe with me! We always do!" She yelled at Susu, and even emphasized her point by holding her fist up, wisps of red and pink neon light leaking out to threaten Susu. Thankfully, she dropped the subject quickly, but Luzia still glared at her until she left, and even for a moment after, until she was sure that Susu was off.
She pushed herself inside the bathroom, and the first thing out of her mouth was, "Can you believe her?! Trying to make me use detergent and softner on you! You aren't a shirt!" She paused a moment, her anger suddenly disappearing, then she sat Wetzel on the sink, crouching to stare at him. "Can detergent and softener be used on someone? Soap is soap, right?" She was briefly distracted from her anger by her curiosity, blinking and staring up into space. She stopped this when Wetzel spoke to her, narrowing her eyes again and shaking her head. "Yeah, so what? Soap'll do either way!"
She huffed softly in annoyance, but that faded when she turned to the shower. She stared at it in awe... Susumu... or... her new sister, she guessed, had a habit of telling her stuff she already knew - who didn't know how to bathe in Japan? - but... she felt guilty now. She was being so nice for no reason, giving her a bath, a bed, and probably even food. Luzia blinked, looking back at Wetzel as he suggested to keep her guard up again. She smiled softly, shaking her head. "Yeah, yeah, I know... we can just kill her if she hurts me. At least we'll get a bath out of it, right?"
She frowned, feeling guilty again, but she prepared for her bath nonetheless. As soon as the water hit her skin, she smiled, letting out a sigh of contentment before giggling. Water, warm water...! She hadn't been able to shower in forever, and it felt so amazing...~! She let it run over her, she played in it, she twirled as the water ran down her body, just taking a few moments to enjoy the water before getting out of the shower to grab her friend, blinking at the knock and jumping back into the shower. She peeked out to see the hand and smiled wide at the soaps and shampoos laid out for her... the bowl made her glare at Susumu through the door. "No!" She yelled curtly, but then paused, frowning and guiltily adding, "Thank you, Onee-chan."
She helped to gently close the door, then looked at the soaps, staring at them before grinning and sweeping them all up, almost running back into the shower... though not before defiantly tipping the bowl over into the sink with a clatter.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2018 0:52:41 GMT -4
Her manners are a mess. I'd find her a tutor if she wouldn't kill them.
Susumu wanted to sigh at Luzia's curt little outburst, but instead just turned away so the girl could collect her soaps without feeling watched. A funny thought, since should Susumu wanted, she could just turn on her Quirk and watch her from any of the cameras that she had installed in her apartment. And there were quite a few--even in the unused second bedroom and bathroom--simply because she couldn't be too careful of what her help was up to. She didn't have any interest in Luzia's naked body, though, so why bother watching her bathe.
"I'll fetch you a brush for your hair to use when you have the conditioner in. If you need any help with that..." she began to offer, then chuckled into her palm. She'd almost told her to ask her dumb bunny for help. That would likely not end well. "...then I can brush it for you when you're done. In the meantime. I'm going to fetch you a towel and set up your bedroom. Oh. And is there anything you'd like to eat for lunch? I may as well call my chef now, so he can purchase anything you like."
Perhaps I'll have him prepare a roasted rabbit.
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jun 5, 2018 21:31:05 GMT -4
Soap. One of the greatest things in the world. And now she had a lot of it! It felt sooooo good to be clean again! She could feel the dirt just sliding off of her with every scrub, making her giggle not just from glee, but at the fact that all the dirt falling off of her was kind of ticklish. Although... even she couldn't help but grimace when she looked down and saw the draining water turning almost black. Still, though, that happened the last time she had a bath, so she smiled and focused on the amazing scents and feeling clean for the first time in who knows how long. Weztel, of course, washed with her, and his runoff was much the same.
Luzia blinked when Susumu talked again, leaning out of the shower to hear her better. At the mention of her hair being brushed, she blushed. She wanted to brush her hair?! She bit her lip to stop herself from squealing... that was the sort of thing that friends did! Sisters did!
"T-That sounds nice, Onee-chan!" She giggled softly, trying to contain her glee at this completely amazing situation, then blinked at the offer of food. They already had lunch before they came... or most of one, but Luzia couldn't refuse the offer of free food.
"Oh... um... anything will do..." Luzia's voice came out meeker, less sure. She suggested chicken because more than most other things, she's noticed, they tended to be cheap.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2018 20:37:48 GMT -4
"I'm glad, Luzia-chan. Just make sure to use plenty of the conditioner, I don't want to hurt you when I'm combing out the tangles." Susumu's smile became a little softer, though she caught it and shook her head. Damn. She couldn't risk getting too attached to this girl, as sad and needy though she was. All Luzia was to Susumu was an untrained guard dog. She'd feed her, give her a roof and a soft bed, keep her clean, and on return use her to kill off those in her line of sight that needed ridding of. Then again...Gil had shown her that not all feelings were bad feelings. Maybe it wouldn't be too horrible to feel a little compassion for the poor girl. Just not too much. Just a little.
She totally had this under control.
Stepping out of the bathroom to avoid getting her phone fogged up or her voice drowned out by the running water, Susumu dialed the number on her phone simply labelled "Cook". "Hello deary, I want you to know I'm going to be having a guest staying with me for an extended period of time, so make sure to be buying double the amount you usually do. Oh. And I'm feeling like having karaage tonight. Make it really juicy."
With a quick "Yes ma'am" on the other end, Susumu ended the call and went back to her linen closet. She plucked out a pair of soft, plush black towels and threw them over her shoulders, then dug through the freshly dried laundry for something Luzia could wear. Their body types weren't too different--though she guessed Luzia's thin frame was less an effort and more of a curse of circumstance--but a lot of these were too nice or delicate to just lend out. She'd need to buy a whole new wardrobe. Something colorful and playful, but a little more simple than her usual affair. Paint smocks, too, for when she was "working". Hmmm.
She noticed a long white shirt that certainly hadn't belonged to her more than a month or so ago, and snicked under her breath. Oh, Gil. Looks like something had wound up in her bag by accident...well, "accident". The boyfriend shirt was a tried and true stereotype. Still, it was huge enough for her and likely for Luzia to pass for a nightgown, and she wasn't so possessive of Gilbert to consider his shirt "him", so it would do for now. With that and the towels she returned to the bathroom, knocked twice on the frame, then cracked the door.
"Towels and a clean, warm shirt are just out here, Luzia-chan."
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notes: karaage is fancy Japanese fried chicken. It's SO GOOD. |
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jun 20, 2018 13:39:16 GMT -4
Luzia nodded quietly to Susumu's instructions, her giddiness returning, and then realized she couldn't see her. "Right, I am!" She was, too; this was her first time with soap in too long and she was practically using the whole bottle, and loving it, too.
Still, though, it was starting to be hard to be happy right now. It was still hard to imagine having her hair brushed by someone else, especially someone that wanted to be her sister. It still felt... so... so weird. There were so many emotions in her right now... this girl was so nice, she was making her feel giddy... she was giving her a free bath! With soap! And free food! And she was even going to brush her hair... the thought of that made Luzia smile... in fact, it made her tear up a little. That was something that real sisters did, real friends, and it made her think of sitting in a living room, watching TV at night, painting each other's nails. That was the sort of thing some people got to do, right...?
She looked down at Wetzel as he spoke, and her mood dipped quickly. "Yeah, I know Wetzel... you wanna talk about it again, but didn't you-" He interuppted her, and she sighed. People like her didn't just get swept off the street, he was saying... she was beat up for fun, she was ignored, she was alone. Luzia couldn't help but smirk a faintly at his last point, since because of him she wasn't completely alone... but he was still right. "But, remember what I said?" Luzia smiled weakly, turning Wetzel up to look into his eyes. "What if, this time, we used them? We'll use their bath and their food for as long as we can, and then, when she hurts us..."
Luzia's faint smile turned into a sadistic smirk, reaching out to the shower wall as light surrounded her finger, and drawing small figures on it, one pink, the other green, and adding a red knife in the pink figure's hand. "...we kill her~." She looked down at Wetzel as he looked at the drawing, and she mentally sighed in relief. He still was uncomfortable, but he was convinced. So, at least, she could pretend that this was the real deal....
Now very clean and having used up nearly half of each of the bottles she was given, Luzia was soaking in the bath, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the warmth, Wetzel soaking with her. She couldn't help but let out a quiet moan of happiness and contentment, pretending that this was normal for her. She opened her eyes at the knock, turning to look at the door, smiling when she saw the towels and the change of clothes.
"Thank you, Susumu-san. I'll be out in few minutes."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2018 13:43:17 GMT -4
Susumu left the towels and shirt on shelf just next to the door, then left the bathroom and shut the door behind her. Well, Luzia was occupied with the bath now, and likely going to take her time to soak. So she was alone once more in her apartment. Stretching her arms up over her head she listened to the creaks of her joints, sighed wearily, and headed over to her own room and bathroom. The door to her bedroom was locked, of course, but not by a key. Susumu tapped a code into the keypad on the doorknob, saw the red light turn to green--though to her eyes, it simply turned from a dark shade of gray to a lighter one--and then turned the handle and entered. It locked behind her.
The inside of Susumu Chiba's room was sparse of color for somebody like herself; white walls and white carpet, a black framed bed with white sheets and a black comforter, a ebony bookcase and white couch besides it with black pillows...the only colorful items in the room were the books on the shelf, the few pictures on the wall, and the contents of a hamper in the corner of the room. It was also the least lived in looking room in the apartment. Nothing really looked used, from the bed to the books, but everything was still dust-free so it had clearly been cleaned.
Susumu walked past the bookshelf and wheeled it forward, revealing another doorway, though this one was smaller and had no handle; just a slab of steel with a small slot big enough for a person's fingers to reach into and slide it into the wall. Which is precisely was Susumu did. The inside was pitch black, only lit by six screens mounted on the wall, two rows of three, each showing various data of some kind. One was monitoring Susumu's website. The other was the villain chatroom. One was tracking various phone locations on a map of Tokyo. Another had unfinished code for some software she was looking on. Two were just filled with smaller windows with various fun websites on them.
Since she had some time, she may as well do a quick check-in.
[Some Time Later]
"Luzia-chan?" Susumu called from the living room, about thirty minutes after she had gone into room, with a magazine in hand. She was lounging on the large, coffee colored sofa that sat before a white wood coffee table, and a plasma screen television mounted on the wall. "No rush, dear, but are you still awake in there? You didn't drown, right?"
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Jul 29, 2018 1:26:28 GMT -4
With her all clean - a strange yet amazing sensation she hadn't felt in a long time - she jumped from the shower to the bath, closing her eyes and relaxing in the surrounding warmth while Wetzel sat on the edge of the bath, watching her. The feeling of warm water was a feeling she could barely remember; she felt cold water plenty of times, but rain was the closest thing to a shower she had in awhile. Still, though, she wasn't trying to think about that; she was just enjoying the shower and bath. Eventually, though, she had to leave... her fingers were starting to get *really* pruny and uncomfortable.
In a few moments, Luzia was walking out of the bathroom, dressed in the t-shirt that was provided for her. There wasn't a whole lot else, which actually surprised her. She couldn't help but think that Susumu was trying to get her to look... good. That possibility was still in the back of her mind, but it was feeling more like reality. Not that she was against the idea, though... she was offering her food, a shower, and a place to eat, so she could honestly do whatever she wanted... just about, at least. With a similarly-clean Wetzel resting in her arms, somehow mostly dry, Luzia followed the sound of noise towards what she assumed was the kitchen.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2018 12:08:08 GMT -4
Luzia - 47 exp
Susumu - 36 exp
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