fandomhighdorms | Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Night.

Sakurazaki's face was pretty red tonight, but it had nothing to do with the common cause of excessive blushes. Nope. She hadn't even been out in the sun for very long, had slathered herself in suntan lotion, but she was still incredibly burned. A lot of it had gone away, thankfully, but it still hurt on her shoulders (well, her right shoulder anyway; her ponytail acted as a pretty decent shade for the left), and her nose was peeling pretty badly, and the tender spot between her shoulder blades was nearly flaring. This was almost worse than post-flight aches, and it was keeping her up, making it uncomfortable to snuggle into a pillow. She drifts toward the freezer of the kitchenette, taking out some ice cubes and putting them into several plastic baggies, wrapping a few small towels around them. That finished, she walks over to the couch, laying down on it with one pack wedged between her back and the arm of the couch, one pack rested on her shoulder, and another carefully balanced on her forehead as she tilts it back slightly. She cracks open her book, a few grains of sand falling out of the pages, and holds it up to read.

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Ranma walking past sees her all covered in ice, he's still behind the couch and not in her line of direct sight. //Who the hell beat you up?//

Groaning slightly, Sakurazaki drops her left arm and the book in her hand to floor. "Amaterasu (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amaterasu)," she mumbles.

//Oh. Sunburn.// HE walks around to pick up her book for her.

There's a little snort of laughter. Sakurazaki had actually half expected Ranma to not understand, and had prepared to launch into a description of metaphore. Her head shifts slightly (only slightly, to keep the forehead pack in place) toward him as he goes for the book, grinning. //"Really bad sunburn, too...Don't worry about that, just leave it."//

He shurgs and stands up again. //I've never gotten any. For a long time. I think I have an ammunity after being outside so often when I was in China.//

//"My skin's pretty sensitive to the sun,"// she sighs. //"Although I've spent a few days in the South Pacific and didn't get burned this bad, so I think a lot of it just has to do with it being Fandom. Doesn't seem like too farfetched, anyway."//

//Not much does. You know what's great on sunburn? There's this plant... uh.. it grows in the desert. I forget what it's called. It works good on sunburn though.//

((ooc: And rugburn. Thank GOD for Aloe Vera...))

She arches an eyebrow as she looks up at him. //"And do you have any of said plant with you?"//

//Well I might. It works well on when my knuckles get raw. You know from a long day of training. I'll see if I still have some.// He leaves for a few minutes. He returns with a bottle of green gooey stuff and hands it to her. /Found it. Aren't you lucky. ~~Now let me spread it on you...~~//

((*Mun gigglefest*))

Sakurazaki takes the bottle, sitting up slightly and inspecting it thouroughly before upcapping it. Not that she doesn't trust Ranma, of course, but she wouldn't put it past him to try a prank at this point. One doesn't spend time with her class at Mahora and not always check for potential pranks.

//"Thanks, Ranma,"// she says, rubbing a little on the burned patches on her face, her shoulders, her arms. That just left...

Sakurazaki blinks. Aw, crap. At least the redness already on her face will make it not so obvious that she's blushing. //"Um..."// She scratches the back of her neck; what would be the most appropriate way to approach this? Maybe she could deal with the back pain. She'd dealt with pain there before, no big deal, right?

Then again, this was no big deal, either, right? He would just be helping her with a medical emergency, right? Right. //"Um, Ranma, think you can help me get the spot on my back?"//

ACK ACK! TOUCHING GIRLS! //Oh.. S-Sure..// He puts a bit in his hand a puts it on her neck really lightly, sunburn is delicate and he's practically dying with the amount of touching this entails.

Sakurazaki rolls her eyes. What a dork. //"Ranma, if the problem was on my neck, I would have been able to get it myself. Here."// The fact that she was wearing her hamaka and robes made it a bit easier for her to drop part of it off her shoulders enough to reveal the burned space between her shoulder blades without revealing too much else, save perhaps the very top of the wrapping around her chest. She points a finger behind her, waving it around the area, tilting her back toward him. //"Right around there, you see where it's all red between the shoulders?"//

Yes, she's blushing. Yes, she's tense. But she's also busy repeating to herself that it was a medical emergency. That was all. No big deal at all...

//S-Sorry..// He sorta closes his eyes as he rubs it down between her soulders, still very softly, he doesn't want to hurt her.

There's a slight squirm; that shit was cold! Plus? Yeah. Touching. But she bites her lip to keep herself calm while Ranma gently applies the aloe vera.

//"All good?"// she asks after a short while.

//Yeah I think so...// He moves his hand away carefully, but he still brushes a few fingers over the nape of her neck. On accident. I swear. XD //Feel any better...?//

Sakurazaki's shoulders shift slightly as she pulls the robe back up, then tightening it back up around her. //"Yeah,"// she says, shifting shoulders a little more; it still felt kind of cold and gooey. //"Thanks. That was a really good idea, Ranma."//

//Well if it helps you can have the rest okay..?// He hands her the bottle.

There's a little bit of a beam. //"Thanks, Ranma. I'll probably definately get some use out of it, especially if I'm going to burn so easily while I'm here."//

//You sohuld try to find some around here. I bet they sell it. Just gotta figure out what it's called...//

Sakurazaki arches an eyebrow, holding up the bottle and pointing to the label. //"It's right there.// Aloe Vera." She reads it off slowly, unsure about pronounciation.

//Ah.// He feels a bit stupid now.

She grins; she only knew that's what it was called because she had inspected the label so thouroughly. //"They've probably got some at All and Sundries, so no worries about running out or anything."//

Sakurazaki goes to lean back on the couch, and quickly sits back up. Ewwww. That stuff on her back right now would make it rather difficult to lounge.

//"Hey, you want to go for a walk or something, Ranma? I don't really feel like lying around so much anymore."//

//Okay. Lets go. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/663592.html?view=41906728#t41906728)//

Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Night.

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