>Planet Nye>> Continent: Armaggedon>>>Year: Unknown
No more than 10 minutes had passed when the lights came back on. "Okay! Someone smells like really bad B.O. !" Analise scolded. Automatically everyone turned to Aaric, who was looking around cluelessly, while still squinting his eyes because of the bright light. They looked upon him with disgust when they saw he was wearing what was supposed to be a white shirt. It had holes everywhere and around the neck of the shirt there was a big yellow ring of sweat. Under the armpits there were the same fiends and down the back, there was an old, hardened, yellow stripe, no one even had to ask what that was. "Gross! When was the last time you changed?!" Raine asked horrified. "Hmm... I remember changing 5 months ago." he pondered quietly. The room was with a mix of diverse complaints. "When did you last wash that clothes?" Analise asked holding her nose. "About a year ago." he murmured. And again the room went loud with complaints. "When did you last shower?" Adalyn asked fearing the answer. Her newly sensitive nostrils where being very oddly abused. "I haven't showered in two years." he rubbed his chin, as if in thought. If it was even possible at this point, the room grew louder in their negative criticism. "You need a shower and new clothes." Analise said very loudly as she reluctantly grabbed Aaric's husky arm. She gagged as she walked him to the bathroom. "Go on. Get in there and don't come out until your completely clean. Please." she begged slightly for the sake of her nostrils and the nostrils of others. He nervously looked at the clean white door, "Will you come with me? I forgot how to shower after all these years..." Angel stirred with jealousy. "NO!!" she yelled. Aaric's face grew wary, like a banished puppies' expression when he has been sent out to the yard because of a 'no-no'. "Now get in there and figure it out," she paused, slightly embarrassed at Aaric's rather inappropriate request. " I'll go find you some clothes." Raine and Adalyn sat with beet red faces and clenched jaws, trying to stifle their laughs. Although Hinrik's was that color for a very different reason. He would rather avoid those kinds of situations whenever he could. As for Valentino, he only had a big, fat smile plastered all over his face. Angel was pissed and was trying to give the impression that he was indifferent to all of this, but it wasn't really working. It would be like him making a feeble attempt at lifting weights to impress a girl. It doesn't quite work out too well, not to mention that it's quite embarrassing when lifting a 5 pounder gives you trouble.