<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/YgIc0w8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 / Afternoon (3:00 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Swimming Pool<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Christopher, Amelie, Masahiro<br/><hr/><br/>Casting a look toward Chris, Michael smiled. "No worries, we've got a few more hours until then,  plenty of time between now and then to burn it off if you ask me." he mused, folding his arms as Masahiro made his way to the small pool to hear it up. He wasn't entirely comfortable with Masahiro's fire either, leaving him to flinch as he saw it turn on and make him feel glad he wasn't any closer to the guy. Seeing how Amelie fled, he realized she was similar.<br/><br/>"No worries Amelie, I get like that too... If it makes you feel any better though, that's not water you swim in." He smiled, setting the grill up nearby, using one of his vines to guide the plug to the nearest outlet he could find. Deciding to lead by example, he set the bags down and moved to the water, dipping a foot in with a quick hiss, before he submerged the rest of himself. "Oooooooh yeeeeeaaaah, now<em>that</em>is quality hot water." He sighed, leaning against the edge of the pool, before waving to Chris and Amelie.<br/><br/>"When it comes to things like this, Amelie, you just... Soak and relax. After a nice, long day of training or any other kind of work, you just let the hot water wash your fatigue away." He smiled airily, stretching, before he gave a thumbs up to Masahiro. "Got it in one, very nice going." be praised his roommate, before he turned to stretch his vines out out of the pool, moving to start getting the food ready. A twist of a few knows and the setting of a few lengths of meat and circular patties, and soon their foods would be cooking. It probably wouldn't have that smoky taste unfortunately, as there were going to be difficulties in trying to bring that sort of grill in here...