January.11.2004
22:10
"Good to see your making it, would have been damn hard to find someone to treat you."
Eris smiles up at Patriot when he leaves the bathroom, though she can't quite hide a twinge of fear, at his comment about someone treating her. "I heal fast, very fast." she says, her grin returning, "its why I was so bruised up. My body just ignored their tranquilizers so they had to get.... creative." she finishes lapsing into an unhappy silence.
"I'm going to take a shower, if thats okay?" she asked him, her hands smoothing the robe over her hips, it wasn't made for someone as petite as she, and would gape apart without constant attention. Her eyes stayed on his as she walked past him and into the bathroom, she closed the door, trusting Patriot to stop anyone who tried to come in and get her.
Although burns from a fire could make her healing slow to that of others, hot water didn't and after however many months it had been of freezing cold showers, a hot shower was something she was craving. The heat from the water would have made a normal person blanch, and given them 2nd degree burns to boot, on Eris, it just made her feel clean as she burned away and scrubbed at the blood and dirt. She took her time, shampooing her hair three times just for the sensation and luxury of it.
In the end, she emerged from the bathroom wearing the bath robe once more, her skin pink from the heat and scrubbing. Although she enjoyed the effect she had on Patriot, and he was certainly handsome, she did want some clothes, last time she worn something that covered as little as the robe to a rave, she almost got swarmed under by would-be dance-partners, they hadn't even cared that she was under-age, very under.
"Pa...John," she says, catching herself in the middle, blushing at making a mistake in front of him, "I...I heard what you whispered earlier, don't feel bad, please, I have that effect on everyone, well I think I do. Dad did all kinds of tests on me before he sent me to that place, he wanted to see what exactly I could do, what my powers were. He told me that I give of these pheromones that make people want to like me, and make them attracted to me." Eris explained, then she got a glint in her eye, "But, I am not a kid, so please don't treat me like one," her voice was soft though, gentle, and from her coutenance it was easy for him to see the beginings of hero-worship, even if she had no idea about.