fh_trips | Spa at the Monastery, St. John's, Newfoundland & Labrador, Wednesday Morning & Afternoon

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Spa at the Monastery, St. John's, Newfoundland & Labrador, Wednesday Morning & Afternoon

Morning saw yet another temperature drop, though it would warm to roughly yesterday's temperatures as the day went on. Rain had left a wet sheen on the area, but it had since made way for simple clouds. If you were lucky, you might even catch sight of the sun eventually.

The hotel's facilities were still available for anyone who wanted to use them, including those staying in and avoiding the Habitat for Humanity build. Though if you were planning to get your chest waxed, we really recommend the build instead.

[[ OCD UP! Rooms | Spa | The Abbey Restaurant | Lobby | Grounds | H4H/Town Post | OOC ]]

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Welcome to the Spa at the Monastery! Rooms come fitted with fireplace, bathroom, spa robe, a king-sized bed or two double beds, and an air-massage tub right in your bedroom. Enjoy.

[[ Please create your own subthread with your room number in the thread subject line. If you're going to go NWS, please use your personal journal but feel free to link back to a thread here. And in case anyone is going OCD with us, odd numbered rooms on the left, even numbers on the right! ]]

Want to squeeze in for a quick soak in the pool, get your hair done, or do cardio? The titular spa is open for business.

Grab breakfast or a quick bite to eat down at the Abbey Restaurant!

Bum around the lobby and check out the weather.

Wander around the gravel outside the hotel, poke at the trees, or walk down the street to get a quick idea of where you are.

My third day of this module. At least this time I've slept decently.

Edited 2011-10-12 04:06 (UTC)

Ender was up very very early - not to soak in any pools or get any treatments, but to hit the spa's gym for his ritual morning training session. It functioned as a nice warm-up for the build later, too.

Kenzi was carefully, methodically, and with gloves on, destroying most of Topher's work. Especially anything connected to the tub. She was going to use that later. And he didn't ask. Also, she was not going to wake up with Bride of Frankenstein hair because something snaked over and shocked her in her sleep.

Limits! They had to be enforced!

Day two, and Peter... was still in his room. Working.

Why, no, he hadn't been out. The rest of the school could be out trying to save a few families from homelessness or something-- he was trying to keep the whole world from edging back towards all-out war.

Of course Cable would be here -- getting a massage. But only during the hours where he was sure Jan was safe with Wade, thank you.

Another early morning meant more time on the treadmill for Bruce. Sure he was going to be doing physical labor in just a couple hours. That didn't mean his training stopped. He could deal with being a little more tired later on.

"Getting a warm-up too?" Ender inquired.

He was on the next treadmill over. That said nothing about his particular inclination towards training overly much, thank you, Bruce's narrative.

... Mostly.

If he was going to be painting, or roofing, or anything else-ing for an entire day, he was at least going to get off to a good start.

A good start being a full cooked breakfast at the restaurant while he poured over a comic. Multitasking, he could do it. Not that neatly, but he could do it.

Since it was wet, but the world didn't seem to be actively soaking her through, Kate took her jog outside and onto the streets around the hotel.

Compared to her run around Fandom it was limited, but she spent a little 'cool off' time outside in the grounds after to make it feel a little more like she'd been outside a decent length of time, even if it was only by adding in some pacing around the gravel drive.

Ben had returned from his run before Ender got back from the gym, and since it had been cold and gross outside and the bathtub was just sitting there, waiting to be used, Ben started a fire in the fireplace, filled the tub, turned on the jets and the television, and promptly fell asleep in the water.

It had been a long few weeks, after all, even before the chest waxing.

Ender came back a little while afterwards, stepping indoors with his mind firmly set on other things. As a result, he'd shut the door and walked to the bed before he realised there was someone in the tub.

And then paused.

Um.

Maybe he should just go back...

"Yeah. I was up early, so I figured 'why not'?" Bruce said. Of course, he was awake early SO he could work out. "It should keep us nice and loose for working on the house."

[Hello 3 hour late notification that I get just before running to work. Thanks, LJ!]

"Who's there?" Ben murmured sleepily, not opening his eyes. "Ender?"

Synapses began firing a little slowly in his brain and he remembered where he was and what he wasn't wearing, and he turned an interesting shade of red that had nothing to do with the heat of the water.

A bit of a pause. Had Ben gotten his che--

Ender sighed internally. "I'll step outside for a minute," he said. He broke free of whatever brief stupor he'd been in and heading for the door.

"Or at least keep the injuries down," Ender agreed. "Got to stay sharp."

"You don't have to," Ben babbled hastily, reaching into the Force to float over a fluffy robe (not really his style, but better than wearing nothing at all). "Just close your eyes or something."

He winced. Why had he said that? They'd been sharing a room for years!

Edited 2011-10-12 13:23 (UTC)

Ender sighed aloud as he got to the door. "You don't actually have anything I haven't seen before," he pointed out. Perhaps he was something of a masochist. He didn't know. He stopped by the door and turned around, leaning back against it.

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"I've managed to never get seriously hurt in two years in Fandom," Bruce noted. "It would be terrible to end that streak to a house under construction in Canada."

Literally, Ben added mentally as memories of the reunion weekend flooded back. He cursed his perfect recall as he scrambled gracelessly from the tub and pulled the robe on.

"Did you have a good run?" he asked, trying to pretend like that was a completely normal thing to ask at this moment.

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Spa at the Monastery, St. John's, Newfoundland & Labrador, Wednesday Morning & Afternoon

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