It reassured her that they seemed to have a sense of humor, particularly Lan; she smiled at him when he said not to use Master crap. Reassuring that a man who could claim some sort of right over her was so laid back. She would have hated to come off as ungrateful while asserting her independence. It still was a point of frustration after a night of sleep that she had 'died' a virgin, and with such a restricted life; she hadn't ever really lived. Her dark eyes danced with mirth when he commented that they didn't sparkle. "Oh good, I fear I've never had much of a sparkling personality anyways."<br/><br/>A lame joke, but it was just the start of the night. Dressing in Lan's clothing wasn't something she was necessarily against so with a shrug of her shoulders she got to her feet, the cat having jumped from her lap just before she did. "I sure hope you boys don't always value you being quick...some things are best savored after all." With a laugh and a smile she left them then, letting the door shut and leave the 'men' to discuss whatever it was they would. A shower sounded like nothing short of heaven, the blood and gore really had to go. At least, she thought with a smile, they would never think she had died without sex with her attitude. Aara found the bathroom where Cade said it would be and happily discarded her ruined jeans, blouse and undergarments, though her heeled leather boots she set to the side hoping a little TLC might get the blood off of them.<br/><br/>Italian black leather knee high, high heeled boots were rather expensive after all. Maybe she should have worn sneakers though, might have been able to run faster.<br/><br/>Shaking her head at herself she fiddled with the shower controls for a moment before managing to turn it on and to the proper temperature. Stepping under the spray though she yelped and jerked back quickly. The water pressure was intense. And she realized she hadn't even bothered to turn on the lights. No shit it was going to take a few days to adjust, more likely a year. Slowly the redhead inched into the shower's spray again, taking time to adjust and fiddling with the shower head to lessen the pressure so it wasn't beating her. It actually felt rather like a deep tissue massage once she had it adjusted right.<br/><br/>"Mmhm....much better...." she purred out to the air, turning to start washing her body and noticing most of her injuries from the night before had healed; it was just the blood and gore that lingered. Tenderly she washed her hair, relieved to find that the harpy's claw marks there were almost gone as well. Her hands slowly traversed the expanse of pale smooth skin to gather information and just where she was wounded, but she found nothing large and ended up noticing that she was too thin, her ribs standing out as were her hip bones. She used her power and thought little of what it did to her physical being, yesterday clearly had drained away the softer curves she had accumulated over time with the use of her crystals.<br/><br/>Of which she needed more of, her power was far too faulty and usually only came when she was in a fight or flight situation, the drawbacks of having a shit load of power, it was like being a nuclear bomb. Not great for the small stuff.<br/><br/>With a sigh Aaralynn located a wash cloth to begin washing her body. There she made a happy new discovery, the sensation of the sudsy cloth against her skin was simply rapturous, which led to her very slowly washing each part of herself and soft moans of pleasure falling from her lips. Showering had turned into a sensual delight, maybe being a vampire wouldn't be so bad after all.