Firestone Hot Springs A nice dip for the weary traveler

Aha, "Hades armpits" made me laugh lol xD

Her brow furrowed at his words. He was resting.. in a puddle? Boy, the Teekon was sure getting rough these days. "In a puddle?" She tried to confirm, though she was certainly wary of the male. His accent reminded her of Macbeth, though the two males looked nothing alike. Infact, this male was rather average than something to be frightened of. If worse came to worse, she could most definitely take him down. Although, maybe he was just ordinary with a water fetish and she got him all wrong. One could never be too sure. 

"I'm on important business," She replied haughtily, though it was complete bullshit. That was the best thing about strangers, you didn't even need to be serious with them. Depiction was perfect for time like these, and they never even suspected anything. She could play the innocent little schoolgirl and there would be no question if she was a trained Assassin or not. He remained standing in the water, to her suspicion but she decided not to question him further. Afterall, she didn't want to offend him of his fixation. Returning a forced smile, she remained calm, laughing internally at her own deviousness. On the outside, she was a nice, calm, bright individual with absolutely no ulterior motives. And she made quick work of shielding away the Dark Mark brand of the Brotherhood on her shoulder, from view. Anyone living within the Teekon long enough could easily recognise the mark and turn hostile, which she really didn't need.