:: Azura steps into the bathroom and has a good old stare around it. It's grand. There is no other way to put it. Not only is there a shower but there is also one of those old ornate baths, you know, the ones with the feet? Yeah those. The taps are of a similar design and the sink is set into the surface of counter, a mirror directly in front of it. It's fresh looking although the surfaces used are of a dark stone. Deciding that a shower is best given her current sweaty, grimey condition, Az strips her cloths off, dropping them to the floor in a pile then steps into the shower once the water is hot enough. She stands under there for a good while allowing the spray to beat the dirt off of her before she proceeds to wash.::

(I cannot believe that Paige was so careless.)

:: She can. Finally after a good while, she finishes and turns the water off, wrapping both her hair and her body in towels. She stretches a little, wiping the bathroom mirror so that she can gaze at her reflection for a moment before she towel dries herself, and slips on the large shirt she brought with her. Being as neat as she is, she tidies away everything, the towels and her dirty clothes before walking back to Paige's Chamber.::

:: Azura blinks in, see, she wants a shower. Stripping off, she turns the water on and steps under the spray. And thinks. She does need to do more, her life hasn't been a busy one, but she did used to do more things before this whole Source thing, and now that she has the power to do, well, anything, she is wasting it. So. She thinks. Yeah. And cleans up.::

::Paige orbs into the shower beside Azura.::

"Hey!"

::She tilts her head back and lets her hair get wet, her skin tightening up and getting goosebumps from the shock of the water.::

:: Azura smiles gently, her eyes traveling over Paige's body for a moment. A blush rises on her face slighty and she reaches out and pulls Paige towards her, so that she can warm hr up with her body.::

(I wonder if I am doing the right thing.)

:: What is right and wrong anymore?::

"Mmm, cosy."

::Paige snuggles into Azura and moves the shower nozzle so she can steal all the water.::

"Is that my shower water you are stealing?"

:: Azura raises an accusitory eyebrow.::

"If this house belongs to you? Yes."

::Paige grabs the shampoo.::

"That is not fair."

:: Azura looks sad and cold, which she is because she is no longer under the spray of the water.::

"Paige."

::Paige chuckles and readjusts the shower head so Azura's back under. She now conditions her hair and turns to face her girlfriend, and stare at her nakedness.::

:: Azura feels shy under Paige's stare, and tries to cover herself in a subtle manner. She also feels silly for feeling embarrassed considering Paige has seen her like this lots of times. But still, she bows her head, her hair hanging over her shoulders and she raises her gaze just enough to see her girlfriend, all coy like.::

::Paige frowns, then shrinks a little, exhaling.::

"Uh..."

::She squints and rubs her head.::

"What is that?"

:: Azura frowns, her embarrassment disappearing somewhat now that Paige is distracted.::

"What is what?"

"Something's... calling..."

::Paige stumbles out of the shower and frowns.::

"I gotta go..."

::She reaches into the air and pulls out her Source robe.::

"Oh."

:: Azura sticks her head out of the edge of the shower.::

(I should...)

"I might be going out for a little while, Prue basically told me that I have no life."

::Paige suddenly stops and stares at the robe. She didn't pay attention to what Azura said.::

(I can't.)

"Paige?"

:: Azura sounds uncertain, and reaches behind her to turn the water off before slipping out of the shower to stand in front of Paige.::

"Are you okay?"

:: She looks at the robe and a sudden realisation overcomes her.::

"You can control it."

:: That would be a nice thing to say if Azura sounded certain!::

"Psh."

::Paige sighs, closing her eyes. She feels like a loser. She drops the cloak and it disappears. Since she's facing away from Azura, the psychic will see Paige's body change, her hair turning blonde, her shape rearranging as she glamours.::

:: Azura doesn't know what to say, if not even she believes it then how can she hope that Paige will think she can do it? She wraps a towel around herself, now feeling cold and gently touches Paige on the shoulder, giving it a little squeeze.::

::Paige turns around, her cheeks red. She's embarrassed to be in this body without any clothes on. It feels strange. She quickly covers up.::

"I gotta go, I gotta go, I, something's calling."

::She grits her teeth, like it hurts, but it's just intense. She blinks to her room.::

:: Azura stands still for a moment, just staring before she snaps out of it and tidies the bathroom up before walking to Paige's chamber.::

::Paige orbs in here with Jasmine. Both look a little tousled and Paige combs through her hair eagerly, slightly flushed.::

::Jasmine looks just as excited, but gives Paige a sly smirk.::

"Thanks for the ride..."

::Paige giggles and gives Jasmine a naughty look in the mirror.::

"Any time."

::She finishes her hair and they both go down to the front door.::

::Andrea locks herself in and keeps her eyes lowered as she walks to the sink and fills it with warm, soapy water. There's a huge, wall mirror in front of her.::

(Don't look. Don't look.)

::She looks. And actually jumps with shock.::

(Holy Mother of God!)

::She's stunned into silence, not breathing. It's okay. Once she's cleaned up it won't be so bad. Oh Jesus. What has she done? She tries to splash water on her face but it hurts so she resorts to using a whole packet of cotton wool to gently wipe away the blood. It's mostly around her nose and mouth. It must be broken. She winces at the mirror. It looks kind of lumpy. She opens her mouth. Her front teeth are chipped.::

(...)

::She grabs a roll of toilet paper and a towel, slinging the latter around her neck. She steps out into the upstairs hallway.::

::Jasmine shakes her head as she walks in and gets the first aid kit. She knows where everything in this house is. She walks back downstairs to the parlour.::

::Andy enters and locks the door behind her with a click. She turns and leans against it with her eyes closed, letting out a long sigh. She's still kicking herself over acting such an idiot with Chloe. She wonders if every time they meet it'll end in one of them yelling and storming out on the other. Probably that's for the best. She should leave Chlo alone now. She's told her about Hunos and it's time for the both of them to continue their lives. Because it's not right that just thinking about doing that makes Andrea feel a twinge.::

"Blahhhhh."

::She walks over to the bath and gets inside. She lies down and closes her eyes, trying to get her mind to go blank.::

(I want Julie.)

::She doesn't call her, though. She does want Julie, but she also doesn't want to have to face her.::

::Too bad, cos she's here.::

"Andrea."

::Julie notices she's in the bathroom.::

(This could have been a lot more awkward if she wasn't in the bath.)

::Andrea cracks open one eye.::

"Hey! I'm taking a bath here!"

::Fully clothed and without water.::

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your cat bath."

::She goes and sits on the edge.::

"I'm not even sure why I came after you. I was going to goto the new apartment, but I'm not sure I want to now. Do you want me to leave you be? I'm sorry, I must be suffocating you again."

"What? No!"

::Andrea sits up and looks at Julie.::

"Don't be stupid! I'm the one that needs to be apologising."

::She grabs Julie and hauls her into the bath with her.::

"I'm the one being the stupid hobag on your fecking birthday and making you miserable. Poor Julie!"

::She grins and starts wriggling around and tickling her partner, trying to annoy her and make her laugh all at the same time.::

::Julie giggles before catching Andrea's hands.::

"It's not your fault Chloe's a big emo baby who decides to show up today out of all days."

::She tries to get more comfortable in the tub, but fails.::

"She'll be okay though."

::She gives her Andy a comforting smile and tucks a hair behind her ear.::

"In other news, it's freaking snowing in San Francisco."

"I know. It's lovely."

::Andrea smiles sweetly and lifts her head to kiss Julie quickly.::

"You know, when I was a little girl me sisters used to hold me down in the bath like this and turns the taps on."

::She pauses and purses her lips down.::

"Christ, I really hate Sharon."

::She grins at Julie. Poor Andrea getting water poured on her head.::

::Julie tries not to laugh. She pats Andrea's head.::

"You poor child."

::She shakes her head and chuckles before clearing her throat.::

"Why are you hiding in the tub anyway?"

"I have no idea. It seemed like a good place to hide. Now under you seems like a good place to hide. See?"

::She pulls Julie's shirt up high enough to cover her face.::

"No Andrea."

"You know... you can hide under me anytime you want, Andy."

::She had to. It was just too tempting.::

"That's not all I can do."

::Andrea doesn't say anything for a second, then looks excited.::

"I wrote you a song!"

::Julie looks surprised and really really emotional. Andrea never usually sings to her, like, ever.::

"Really?"

::Her eyes water a bit. God, what's with Andrea dating emo women?::

(Wow.)

::Andrea didn't think it'd have such an effect on Julie. Now she feels nervous.::

"Um. Yeah. I did."

"Will you sing it to me?"

::Andrea swallows and nods.::

"I need to get Sharon's violin though."