"Okay, this was a mistake."
- Viatorus' thoughts throughout.
Eventually he paused to pop his head out of the room and caught one of the servants walking past. Holding up a large round soap he asked, "Um, excuse me, what's this?"
She stopped and walked closer, inspecting the object before looking him in the eye and answering, "I believe it's a bath bomb, sir. A young miss Jasmine gifted them to you and your family. She said they were exclusive, unreleased prototypes."
"Thank you." With a smile, Viatorus returned to the bath that awaited him.
He didn't really understand what a bath bomb was, but... how could he resist experimenting? It fell into the water with a plop and his eyes soon widened at what he saw. Colours. Lots of bright blue and purple. He watched it until the fizzing began to stop and his wonder faded with it. Looking over to the table he considered the spheres laying out for him. Plop, plop. Red and yellow, green and pink. He perched on the edge of the rub, watching the colour swirl and dance before mingling further. Again, he eyes soon returned to the table.
He gleefully dropped the four bath bombs into the tub, lightly tossing another two in before he spotted the difference. These weren't just colours. These were bubbles too. Colourful bubbles. His eyes lit up and he returned to the bath to scoop handfuls up and try to mix the colours together. The bubbles touched his ankles and he suddenly noticed that they were still rushing out from the bath water and were now spilling out onto the floor.
Viatorus blinked. "Oh." He tried to pick it up and put it back in a moment of utter idiocy. Catching himself he reassessed the situation. Evoking a little water magic, he tried to curl the bath water over the bubbles to dissolve them, but it only served to encourage them as the bath bombs rolled around the water.
The bombs. He reached into the tub, groping around for whatever remained of them. Here and there he felt teasing brushes against his hand, but never quite caught one. It wasn't easy with bubbles forming to cover over his face as he splashed about.
In another moment of genius, he ran over to the window, and opened it. True, it helped remove some of the bubbles now filling the large bathroom... It did, however, have the unfortunate effect of making the Durant manor look like it had started drooling, since for as many bubbles that floated off into the horizon, there were an equal number crawling down the side of the building.
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As an aside: I like to imagine the Archon having lunch downstairs when the sunlight is blocked the encroaching darkness of bath bomb bubbles! The horror!
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I think. I only know bath bombs by reputation and, because of this, research, so...Re: OOC
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Personally, I prefer bubble bath and epsom salts. I find bath bombs are often too strongly perfumed for me.
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One day I should try the relaxing bath thing. With ingredients.
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More often, I've seen the problem being the tub changing colors and needing a LOT of scrubbing afterward. Real relaxing. :P
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Way too darling. We've all done this at least once, right? Usually in our childhood, but still.))
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