#onsentrip2015

While the glitter bath bomb event had been loads of fun, Desi found himself not quite liking the outcome, since it meant he was covered in glitter.  It looked kinda cool, yeah, but it irritated his skin in spots and when he went to shower, he couldn't get it out.  He didn't want Aya to ask him question and possibly rat him out, so getting it all washed off was of utmost importance.

As soon as he left the bath, he retreated to the room and took the longest shower he'd ever taken, except that it still didn't get all of the glitter out.  That, and-- wait, was that glitter in his hair?  How had that gotten there!?

By the time he walked out of the shower, he had a look of mild shame on his face, flecks of glitter still pasted to his body.  He was so preoccupied, in fact, that he hardly noticed the other occupant of the room until he happened to look straight at him.

That rave!!! 

There was a dance-off between this angry woman and this boy I think he was jiggling or something? There was a blackout, suddenly silly music came out and strange lights going wild but it was the best thing ever! 

...But what madness is that this lady punched the DJ machinery! Al doesn't believe I wish I could took a picture of it but you know.......

[Numel Inn gardens, Monday morning]

Cian wandered across a stepping stone path through one of the artfully arranged onsen gardens. A few lanterns were still lit, giving him a uniquely peaceful feeling as the sun just began to rise. His Gastly trailed behind him, barely visible in the dim light. For some reason, Spectre had been unwilling to leave his side during this whole trip--even if it meant getting up to wander around at dawn. Cian wouldn't normally be up so early, but he couldn't seem to stay asleep after sleeping half the day. It seemed it was possible to get too much rest.

He wasn't sure where he was going, but he found a picturesque end to the path marked by a small stone bench surrounded by well-groomed plants, mossy statuettes, and fountain fixtures. It seemed like a good enough destination. He took a seat on the bench and looked up, only to see that the rising sun was obscured by trees. Oh well.