Trooper Station; Monday [09/03].

[died8yearsago]

At the station today, Rosa would likely be doing far more wondering than she would be doing work.

She wondered if she was getting holiday pay for coming in today.

She wondered if the laws on recreational drug use here were like the laws on the legal drinking age, because her new neighbor (ugh, why?) was definitely smoking pot and either didn't know or didn't care that she lived next to a cop (though if it was the latter, Rosa had to kind of admire that).

She wondered, after listening to Sunday morning's radio comments on certain encounters at a certain Drunk and Bored Club on the beach, if Kitty's husband was actually an idiot or that was just the squirrels.

And she wondered what the hell the troopers were doing that made that much noise in the evidence room.

Wait, no, scratch that last one. That one she definitely didn't want to know.

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The Onsen - Monday morning

[spectre_alenko]

Monday morning, Kaidan threw on a pair of trunks and a t-shirt and went to check out the Onsen. He needed to relax. Well, what he needed was a sports massage, but that involved a stranger touching him and that just was not on for today. The thought made his skin flinch - not what you want during a massage.

Hot water won. The Onsen was nice, so Kaidan paid the fee and collected a set of towels and a key to a small locker. Small towel to bring in with him, larger ones for after sluicing and soaking. Depositing his pocket detritus with the exception of his phone in the locker, he headed to shower.

The sluice room was more of a modern shower setup, which was excellent. He knew how to use a shower. He wasn't sure what the protocol would be for dippers and buckets, though it looked like there were some off to one side.

After he was scrubbed off, he found his way to the hot pools. Larger towel and phone deposited on a nearby bench, the small towel went in with him. He hissed a little at the heat but could instantly feel it doing him some good.

Sinking in up to his chin, Kaidan leaned his head back against the edge. Wet towel went into the hot water and got folded and promptly slapped over the entire top of his face. This hour of the morning, there weren't many people here and everyone was quiet.

It was pretty much perfect. Now if he could just still the urge to check his phone every five minutes..

[Open! No OCD. And yes, it's a rule that I have to use this icon at least once a month.]