[Glad to be on his feet for a change, Sniper did his best to completely ignore everything that was making his face burn: the fact that she knew exactly how he felt about her and he got the feeling she was toying with him, the upcoming situation of them bathing together, the thought of her in that dress and then out of it. That moan she'd let out on her way in took his mind to a very inappropriate place indeed.
He limped through the gate to the spring's edge, feeling the steam rising from it. At least the water wasn't terribly clear. Small miracles.]
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Date: 2012-01-22 11:23 am (UTC)He limped through the gate to the spring's edge, feeling the steam rising from it. At least the water wasn't terribly clear. Small miracles.]