( the banya is nothing like the baths isis is used to, with attendants to cater to her whims and wash scented oils through her hair. here she is left to do such things alone in a place where others frequent, where she can be seen by those she has not necessarily invited to gaze upon her form.
her clothing is folded where others keep their own, she has no problem walking bared before others. it is not the nudity that she minds, as much as the lack of power that this place gives her.
her hair is pulled back into a braid over her back, tied in a silk ribbon she's acquired in trade for her skills. she hasn't bothered to take a towel with her as she enters the steam room, finding that it is not vacant. she takes her own seat and breaths in the warm air, categorizes the herbs she does not know. eventually, the woman with her in the room catches her gaze and isis lets it linger, tracing the lines of her neck and supple breasts. ) Do you know how long one is meant to remain here before entering the pools? I am afraid, this is my first time.
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Date: 2023-11-30 08:44 pm (UTC)her clothing is folded where others keep their own, she has no problem walking bared before others. it is not the nudity that she minds, as much as the lack of power that this place gives her.
her hair is pulled back into a braid over her back, tied in a silk ribbon she's acquired in trade for her skills. she hasn't bothered to take a towel with her as she enters the steam room, finding that it is not vacant. she takes her own seat and breaths in the warm air, categorizes the herbs she does not know. eventually, the woman with her in the room catches her gaze and isis lets it linger, tracing the lines of her neck and supple breasts. ) Do you know how long one is meant to remain here before entering the pools? I am afraid, this is my first time.