Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170331011949/@comment-25828117-20170404135651

William had omitted the drama in the hallway by going straight into his room after his last remark about tigers. Even though he'd rather have this whole prophecy debacle over and done with, a bit of peace and quiet was most certainly welcome.

He slowly walked into his room, it was probably the most lavish place he had ever stayed at. The bed was enormous and everything was so clean. The Broadway clubs in the Empire Wasteland could only dream of being this neatly kept. Will's attention was whisked away from the king-size when he noticed the drinking cabinet.

He took the biggest crystal clear decanter with golden fluid swirling around inside and pulled the top off. Carefully he put his nose to it and sniffed. If there were poison in it he couldn't tell. He didn't need to be doubly poisoned but he was quite thirsty. In a disregard of manners he then put the bottle to his mouth and took a swig even though some perfectly adequate glasses were right next to him.

William then took three huge gulps and gasped for air afterwards. He could feel the warmth go from his throat down into his chest. He inhaled sharply through his stuffy cold nose and let out a short barely audible belch. With the decanter still in hand he made his way to the bathroom and saw the large old ceramic bathtub with steam softly drifting from the water within.

The former agent placed the decanter next to the bath so he could still drink from it as he bathed and then started taking off the layers of his outfit. First his weapons, whom he kept next to the decanter and then his thick army green Chinese solider uniform. Air touched his scar riddled shoulders for the first time in weeks, maybe months. It was incredibly liberating, but not as liberating as when he pulled off his boots, revealing awfully unkempt feet, dirt sat between his yellowed nail and his feet were practically gray from the lack of sunlight they had seen for the better part of maybe a year. He groaned softly as he curled his freed digits.

He got rid of all his clothes, stripping down completely to his bare physique. Scars tissue could be found pretty much anywhere, cutting soft lines through his body hair where it had seized to grow. William had officially become middle-aged a year ago but he was still in very good shape. The body of an athlete, even though it showed premature signs of 'softening up'.

Now, completely defrocked the former Thongzi agent lowered himself in the warm bath and completely relaxed for the first time in a long while. Closing his eyes as he rested his head on the ridge.