*while he talks Dexter sets the sheild aside and straps the sheath to his one leg, adjusting it so he can grab the handle with ease should the need arise. He wasn't trying to put down any of Vaans efforts, though some of it was hard to completely take in. Being without composites and high tensile materials for even the basics was a tad disconcerting, even for an avid outdoor type like himself. Still given time he would adjust, he was sure he would have to improve greatly to survive. Though he did have plans to improve things during his stay if given the chance

*I look at the wolf for a second, about to ask why, then thought he came from somewhere where nudity wasn't normal, just having trunks for when I visit town or head off to the beach, just for in largely populated areas.

"uuh okay...I'll head in and check in with Dagail for a second"

*I walk back inside and find dagail working on getting dinner going. My stomach immediately growled at the sight of meat, alerting you to my presence

He noticed that Mr.Blank seemed to be curious as to why I wanted him to go. He just didn't understand why they seemed so comfortable with being or being around someone nude. If tempest walked in on either of them in there birthday suite he would immediately turn the opposite way. He started to worry that maybe that ment when one was in a room quitely changing his clothes or taking a shower on his own that they would just walk in on him without any thought that they were doing something wrong.

~Speaking to himself~ Well if thats the case....I will definately let them know it....~ He said as he slipped on the skinny pair of pants. He then picks up a knife and cuts a hole big enough near his rear so his can fit his tail through.

~Much better...~

((Vaan))

there is a small sparkle in my eye as i speak, not in the literal sence but as if what i say bring pleasant memories.

"oh its guite possible if you find the proper metels or even scrap that can be melted down. metels like aluminum and durasteel are quite imposible since they requier electricity in the prossesing. but theres just something about the simple life that seems to put the soul at peace."

i reach up on a shelf grabing a small block of soap just ta let him know i have some if he or Tala whants ta get cleaned up

"if you whant i we can build a simple forge when we get back, i would never force my personal prefrences on you. also, though i don't know if its still there but there is a small village about a weeks travel north along the coast. if you and her want i can take you and Tala there, who knows they may have some info that mught help with getting you home."

I look about at the sound of the dragon's stomach "oh, hello, Tempest still outside?..." I pause for a moment, thoughts of concern about night time predators creeping onto my mind but we are pretty safe here.

"we'll soon have a feast before us" I wink and continue turning the meat above the strong fire i have now lit, as the smoke begins to billow up throught he hole in the roof the heat of it spreads fingers of warmth into the structure.

"you got my firestones?" i ask

"firestones? I was just giving tempest some privacy while he changed then I was going to wash up, which he will probably be done with soon looks good though, even if it is raw"

(OOC: remember the stones dagail gave ya for lighting the fire)
"Yeah, I only got three pairs left and with breath like that I think i might need em more than you" I wink at the dragon

"oh, well he should be done with changing so I'll go grab those and wash up"

*I walk out, grab the stones and bring them to you before going back out, grabbing the thuroughly heated bucket and soaproot. I hop in the "shower" before stripping off my shorts and using a claw to cut into the root, taking out some of the pulp, starting to ooze the soapy oil, dipped my shorts into the bucket and rubbed the oil into them to wash them off. Once I was satified I went to washing myself.....(time pass of about 3-5 minutes) I rinsed off my shorts before walking out nude, not noticing it and still drying off.

Tempest scooped up his clothes of the floor outside and went in search of that bowl Dagail was talking about, finding it under the tap he the the knob and aimed the bowl to catch the water. Already the water was feeling pretty warm as he began to cut the root to extract the soapy fluids. He had a bit of trouble though, eventually getting annoyed he stuck the entire root into the water and began to crush it and twist it under water finally causing the water to become soapy. Taking one side of his Hoody and the other he scrubbed them toghether. Turning his head to see Mr.blank walk out and grab those fire stones then and soap root then head back inside.

"Guess he is gonna take a shower" He shrugged and went back to his laundry, but he hadn't let his guard down for a second. Listening to every sound that reached his ears.

(OOC:crap! I just realized there is no other bucket mentioned lol, how does the inside of it work anyways, faucets leading to the tank kind of like showers today cept without the showerhead?)

Oh I suppose a simple life might be just fine

*Dexter said with a smile

Still, I'd rather have a few comforts. No sense in living to primitive a life.

*Dexter grabs the quiver containing the arrows for the bow Vaan had provided and begins putting it on.

If I recall aluminum can be melted and cast once it's been made if you get it hot enough. Course once we return and get that forge set up I might try my hand at a few things.

*Dexter grins on seeing the soap

Good, good. It will be grand to have a decent bath once we return. If there's anything I've missed more then a warm fire since getting here, it would be having a wash with soap. Plain water only does so much.

*Dexter laughs then gives a thoughtful look

Perhaps later we can if she desires it. I think I could forgo such a journey for now. There is something to be said for resting a bit. especially after traveling by hoof for weeks on end without heat, or soap, or anything else of comfort for that matter

(OOC: no ok let me explain: Outside and to the side of Dagail's dwelling there islarge brass tank - just a little taller than a person - the tank fills with rain water off the roof and we can top it up with backets of water from the river below. Set into the ground beneath the tank is a fire pit - light a fire under the tank and it will eventually heat the water within.

Coming from the tank is a large pipe - like on those old steam train water tank things - And on this pipe is a stop cock. open the valve and water will flow out of the pipe. You can then stand under this water and wash or use it fill the wide wooden bucket thats kept outside by the tank, you can use this bucket to wash your clothes

Let's say that as tempest finished up, set clothes to dry and had just gotten into the trousers i had given him then Noname came out to clean himself up :)

That work? sorry for breaking flow so much? )

(ooc:lawl I was under the impression that you actually set up plumbing in the shelter. From the sound of how long dagail had been working on this shelter I guess I wouldn't have been suprised. I will change up my post later today. Need sleep Dx)

(OOC: sorry I got caught up in my own mind of how things could have been, knowing dagails creativeness and ingenuity, before I was able to realize what I wrote it was too late to edit DX stupid brain lol. Thanks for making the little changes to clear everything up, I'll start from there)

*walking over to the pump I wait for Tempest to walk away before I strip off my shorts and use a claw to cut the root in half. I turn on the faucet and cut off some of the root before smashing it and by rubbing it into my shorts and scrubbing the oily soap compound into them. Once I thought they were clean I rinsed them off and then cleaned myself off as well.....I then turned off the faucets, wrung out my shorts and put them back on. I walked back over to the house, still drying and walked back inside

( ;) it fine we all do it. At least i was creating an environment that captured your imagination - good news for a writer ^_^ )

Inside Dagail is now sat peacefully beside the fire on a carved seat, some wide logs have been pulled up around the fire to sit on or lean against. hte meat is cooking steadily on a frame above the licking flames and stars (actually spaceships ofc) are visible through the smoke-hole and out the open back of the structure.