<div class="floatleft"><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/iX4tGSc.jpg)</div></div><br/>Natasha Drozdov (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2329869)<br/>AC: 13 (+3 Dex)<br/>HP: 8/18<br/>Conditions: None<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Natasha was growing weary of passing out, her life having become completely disjointed as she finds herself completely outside of the cycle of rest and wakefulness that she was used to. This was in addition to her ordeals heaped upon her in recent days, her body used again and again in a stark reminder that, for the moment she was currently property.<br/><br/>This time was a little different though. Perhaps it was the drugs finally leaving her system, or some other aspect of her awakening that made it a lot more...peaceful, for lack of a better word. She actually felt a little bit refreshed this time around. Maybe she was getting used to her situation, as distressing as that thought was. She hadn't given up on freedom, of course...but she had accepted that she needed to bide her time until the perfect chance presented itself.<br/><br/>Focusing her eyes on Faizah she realized that once again she had taken care of her while she was unconscious. It must have not been fun getting her into what appeared to be a bathhouse, which Natasha was very grateful for. An actual moment of respite, two whole hours it would seem "Thanks, Faizah. I'm sorry I keep passing out on you like this. I'm..." she pauses for a moment "I'm sure I'll get used to this soon enough." she admits distastefully. "I guess I should take this chance to relax while I can." she adds "I have no plans on leaving early...I'll take all the rest I can get."<br/><br/>In this case resting meant remaining in the communal baths and just allowing herself to soak. With her recent ordeals getting clean was more significant than a simple bath. Natasha was tough; tougher than she would have imagined but she's still a bit rattled at the drastic turn of recent events. There was more to her decision to remain than just that. She needed to know more, figure out what people were like, what the whole world she was in was like. She didn't say much, but managed to pick up some useful bits of info just listening in to conversations around her. By keeping a low profile she discovered how easy it was to just hear things and pick up things just by being quiet and attentive.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Communal Baths:Insight</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2021-01-07 13:39:52, schnookums (uid: 830) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151425)</div></div><br/><br/>But there was only so much bathing that Natasha could handle, especially with a chance to finally walk around relatively unsupervised. It felt odd, especially since she was still sans clothing, but she forced back her discomfort at that...with everyone else nude and not making a fuss it wasn't too hard to quell her lingering modesty. A room full of steam caught her eye...some sort of sauna perhaps? Her surmise was close as she entered the Caldarium and scans the area. Before she could get a very good look though she found herself (figuratively) dragged in to help scrape oil off of people as part of the cleaning process. Unfortunately in her current state she was less than stellar with her assistance and quickly makes an excuse to leave before she makes a bigger mess of things.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Caldarium: Medicine</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2021-01-07 14:45:20, schnookums (uid: 830) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=151426)</div></div><br/><br/>Natasha would quickly head away to...well, anywhere else. She didn't want to cause any further fuss, although that option was taken from her when she started hearing the catcalling. Seems in her flustered state she managed to end up in some sort of...well, gymnasium, filled with men working out. Luckily for her the trainer was keeping things quite disciplined and nothing untoward happened to her while she was there. After watching for a bit she felt a little awkward as a spectator, and started helping out with the little chores needed as different exercises and sport activities were done. It was mostly just to make herself feel useful after her previous goof-up, but much to her surprise she found a single coin pressed into her hand before she left.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Gymnasium:Helping Hand!</div><div class="spoiler_body">No roll needed, of course</div></div><br/><br/>With a coin of her own Natasha considered her options. She didn't expect to be allowed to keep it, so was there something she could spend it on? Her answer was soon forthcoming as the smell of bread wafted towards her, with the almost comical triggering of a growl from her stomach. The best she could say about the food she was normally given was that it was filling, but that was pretty much it.  Well...it was time to find out the purchasing power of a single coin. Soon after Natasha found herself with bread, olive oil, and lemon. The first real flavor she's had in some time, and despite her efforts to try and savor it she ends up wolfing it down pretty quickly.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Eatery</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nom Nom Nom!</div></div><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Natasha had almost grown used to the hustle and bustle of the baths, despite the strangeness of this new world. Perhaps it was the moments of peace she was allowed since she wasn't currently 'working'. She was still reminded of her place as some of the offers were made to her...she never thought of herself as exotic but perhaps in this world she was a bit unusual. Before she could reply she saw the women bow respectfully to another approaching them. A dignitary of some sort? To her utter shock it was a familiar face, the first she's seen since her arrival. By the time shock had worn off she was left alone with her classmate, Ellen. She quickly returns the hug, stammering out as if she had too much to say and not enough time to say it all "Thank god you're okay! What happened to you? Have you seen any of the others?"