[ alhaitham finishes his evening ablutions in peace. the baths are a little too opulent for his tastes. cool water to rinse himself off, a quick soak in the warmth of the several waterfall basins built into the marble, the hot water in perpetual flow, and then he's drying himself off before any more of his evening's time is wasted. the day has been long. it is also the beginning of many long days to come. the night will be an interlude, not a reprieve.
he's using the ends of the towel to tweeze out the last bit of moisture from the ends of his hair as he emerges, draped loosely with a robe the colour of a pre-dawn night. kaveh's existence is like a footnote. his gaze slides off him as he takes a seat on his own bed, shuffling the last of the golden chains off of it as it they were particularly expensive nuisances.
kaveh doesn't seem like he's about to rise. alhaitham rubs his towel over his head, and, without looking up- ]
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Date: 2023-04-12 06:10 pm (UTC)he's using the ends of the towel to tweeze out the last bit of moisture from the ends of his hair as he emerges, draped loosely with a robe the colour of a pre-dawn night. kaveh's existence is like a footnote. his gaze slides off him as he takes a seat on his own bed, shuffling the last of the golden chains off of it as it they were particularly expensive nuisances.
kaveh doesn't seem like he's about to rise. alhaitham rubs his towel over his head, and, without looking up- ]
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