[ Within five, he's entering the bathroom, clothes in hand. A part of him anticipates the bath. Pain medication did well to relieve some of the worst injuries, but his muscles still ached.
Ash drops his own clothing to the floor. The bruising is light, but with Blanca's attention to detail, they were possibly easy enough to see. He's even seen them on Ash in the past. Finger-shaped bruises mar his thighs and hips; one even manages to remain on his right arm. The most unique one was a thin line going across his stomach; bent over the table seemed to be their favorite position for him.
Knowing that Blanca isn't Max and won't go nuclear over the sight, Ash steps into the water and immediately sinks down. ]
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Ash drops his own clothing to the floor. The bruising is light, but with Blanca's attention to detail, they were possibly easy enough to see. He's even seen them on Ash in the past. Finger-shaped bruises mar his thighs and hips; one even manages to remain on his right arm. The most unique one was a thin line going across his stomach; bent over the table seemed to be their favorite position for him.
Knowing that Blanca isn't Max and won't go nuclear over the sight, Ash steps into the water and immediately sinks down. ]