[Kallile]

(( So just to catch everyone up to speed—Dis and I discovered that I have had lots of characters very similar to the MLP cast here for years. Similar personalities, similar colors, the whole shebang. Two of the most prominent being Devi (Rarity) and Roux (a male version of Fluttershy) So at Dis’s urging…here is the Evelon-ified spa day scene from the show. xD With my own plot related twist. ))

The waiting room was dark and warm—modeled off one of the most basic and primitive levels of comfort a person could feel. Softly chiming music floated through the lilac-scented air. The hanging ceiling light glimmered with candlelit that cast mesmerizing shadows over the dark blue walls. Plants of all sorts dotted these same walls—all tall and exotic in appearances.


Roux, Human Form

Roux sat on one of the small love seats within this very same waiting room, trying not to look uncomfortable as he flipped absently through the pages of a health and fitness magazine. His orange hair was falling softly into his eyes; his attire while simple was not lazy. A printed tee and some light khaki pants as well as a sensible pair of flip flops. It would all be easy to change out of and even easier to change back into—and that was the most important part. Oh, he hoped Devi would hurry up. He always hated being the only one in the waiting room…especially being the only guy.  Sure this was a weekly outing to the same location for the same treatments…but it still felt so awkward to be here alone…

The doorknob jiggled for only a moment before bursting open to allow a very elegantly dressed woman inside. She was looking slightly out of breath; a large clutch bag in her hands as if her very life might depend on the content. Her lavender hair was tied up in loose and luscious curls against her one shouldered dress and heels. Roux didn’t seem to be curious as to her attire—it was just the usual for Devi. He was, however, curious about that clutch.


Devi, Human Form

“Oh I am so sorry I’m late! But I’m so glad you’re still here; you know I’d never miss one of our bonding trips to the spa.”

Roux only offered her a half smile and a nod. She could be a bit much, but Devi was oddly enough his best friend. She was the only one at the house who didn’t seem to be down on him all the time at least.

“It’s fine Devi….what’s in the bag?”

[Kallile]

Devi looked at the clutch as if just noticing it, but quickly waved the question away. “Oh we hardly have time for that right now! We’re late—the usual please!” She called to the attendant at the front desk, who nodded and went into the back room to gather the appropriate robes.  “And we simply can’t waste another moment of our appointment to hear about what is in this old thing.”
Roux opened his mouth to say something in protest—they had the same time every week and the staff happened to love Devi, they would work around any schedule she asked! – but thought better of it and simply followed his friend and housemate towards the back. Devi split to the left dressing room and Roux to the right, though both converged towards the wall separating the two rooms to continue talking.

“But it is just the most spectacular thing! I don’t know how he could have kept something like this from everyone!”

“Who?”

“I mean you and I,  I can understand…but his own parents haven’t even breathed a word!”

“Who?”

A locker clicking closed from Roux’s side and the rustle of fabric as Devi tried to move faster to keep up with him. “I mean this is just monumental news and…”

Roux opened the door at the opposite side of the room, leading down a hallway towards the steam room where he could already hear the water hissing against the hot coals.

“Devi, who’s monumental news?”

[Kallile]

Roux stood in the little hallway, leaning up against the wall on the women’s dressing room side. Devi was still holed up inside chattering on and on about this mysterious event that the young man could hardly get a word in edgewise. He shifted a little uncomfortably—no matter how many times they came here or how many times he had donned the fluffy white spa robe roux never felt comfortable in it.

When the door finally opened Devi swept herself out into the hallway—her own robe looking much more tailored to fit her every whim and desire. It was royal purple with little golden “D”s in fancy script font on either collar. Roux smiled a little sheepishly and held out an arm to her to walk down the hall into the steam room together.

Devi took his arm without batting an eye and continued on her little rant. “And can you believe they’re not going to hold the convention here in Aldrect? It seems a terrible shame to waste such a lovely and well-read city to even the most common of reading levels…”

With a sigh, Roux tried one last time as he finally pushed open the door to the steam room and allowed Devi to enter first. It was already very steamy inside with one of the attendants carefully ladling water out onto the coals. Devi took her seat in lady-like fashion before making herself more comfortable. Roux, on the other hand, just sat with fingers laced together in his lap and watched her. “What convention? And who is having monumental news?”

This time Devi was actually paying attention. “Oh, but the comic book convention featuring Xander himself!”

[Kallile]

Roux’s mouth dropped into a small “o” shape as the attendant spooned the last of the water over the coals and softly cleared her throat to let them know it was just about time to get going. “Xander? Really? I knew he was doing well but I never would have guessed…”

“Of course not! I mean, who makes it big in silly comic books? But he did, and it is just so thrilling!” Devi assured him as she shifted in her plush robe and moved to get up. But there was definitely something in her voice that Roux didn’t like—a mischievous ring that would end badly for him somehow.

“So, why is it so thrilling?” He asked as they exited the sauna and started down towards the mud masque stations. He could already see the attendants from around the corner all smiles and waiting happily.

[Kallile]

As they took their seats amongst green-masque-toting attendants, Roux settled more sheepishly into the back of his chair. He hated this part, no, loathed it really. But Devi couldn’t have seemed happier as the first attendant approached her and began lathering on the minty green stuff liberally. It was any wonder how his female companion could keep on talking while someone was painting all over her face.

“Why Roux! Why wouldn’t it be thrilling? I mean one of our own is now rich and famous…”

“And?” The boy quickly offered his attendant a sheepish grin. The woman sighed and put a few small blotches on his cheeks and forehead before leaving. Devi, however, looked more like a swamp monster with her plaster-green face and two juicy slices of cucumber over her eyes.

“And…maybe it’s just the little extra push my lovely sister will need.”

[Kallile]

“Ritika? Why would Xander have any—“

Devi’s laughter almost knocked Roux right out of his chair and certainly gave the attendant a good fright—splashing some of the mud masque on herself she gave a little squeak and hurried off to fix the situation before her makeup was ruined.  “Oh nonono! Dear Ritika is far too…simple for a man like Xander. No, I’m meaning of course the lovely Ianthe. Have you not seen any of Xander’s work?”

Another, male, attendant came to replace the makeup-saving beauty who had just fled, and with a small gesture motioned for the pair to lay back and get comfortable. This was, of course, accomplished by a soft clearing of his throat towards Devi who instantly shifted to her stomach as the chair was laid back into a table. “Well, no I haven’t.”

[Kallile]

Devi chuckled as the male attendant carefully nudged a pillow her way and as soon as she was comfortable began massaging her back. “Ianthe is the dear boy’s muse, Roux! The resemblance is simply uncanny! Before he left she was all he could talk about; do you not remember?”

“Well…no…” Roux replied as the remaining female attendant took a step closer to him and began kneading his back lightly. He cringed at every finger touch.

“And all dear little Ianthe did was lock herself away to work—to worried about that silly robot that they met over.”

[Kallile]

Here it came, Roux could just feel it. But for the moment Devi went quiet and gave a sigh as her massage took a bit of a rougher turn. Though roux saw it was ‘beating’, the quick and carefully plaed chopping motions of the man’s hands seemed to only relax Devi. Roux gave his attendant a wary eye before looking back at her.

“Well people meet over those sorts of things all the time. Maybe it just made for a good story.”

Devi held up a single finger to tell her friend quite bluntly that now was not the time, she was busy being relaxed. Roux sighed and rested his chin on the table, cringing all the while.

[Kallile]

Several minutes later and Roux was already in the warm oil-infused bath. He sat uncomfortably in the center, constantly looking around him to make sure no one was just…staring at him. People at spas were so open…too open for him. Speaking of which…

The flutter of cloth falling to the ground made the man look at a very inappropriate moment, to which he remedied quickly by dunking his head under the water. As the female attendants—one with a fresh coat of makeup—helped Devi get the last pieces of seaweed in place the woman finally stepped into her own bath with a content “ah” as she slipped down into the water. Her hair was all pulled up into a messy yet still elegant bun on the back of her head.

Carefully Roux peered just above the surface like a stalking crocodile before seeing it was safe at last.

[Kallile]

“You see, Roux, that’s the problem. That story has been told now, hasn’t it? And what if poor Xander should lose his new career because his muse has abandoned him for the comforts of her workshop instead?”

Roux furrowed an eyebrow even though he knew very well Devi couldn’t see him from under her cucumber slices. “I don’t understand what you’re getting at, Devi.”

“Shouldn’t it be terribly obvious? I mean we certainly don’t want our little Xander to fail at his career and dear Ianthe can’t stay in that oily old shop of hers forever.”

“I…guess not?”

[Kallile]

“Well then the solution is obvious!”

There was a pause as Devi assumed Roux would be on track with her thinking and as Roux assumed Devi was going to finish her statement. When it seemed that was not going to happen the man sunk into his tub a little. “I don’t follow…”

There was a humph as the young woman replied. “I simply have to go and get Ianthe to attend this convention in her best dress…and you simply have to make sure Xander brings that robot as a gift for her.”

[Kallile]

Roux’s mouth fell slack and his eyes widened to a level he should never be able to obtain. “You want me to do what?” The young man asked, horrified. Him? Talk? To Xaner? AND get him to find some impossible thing? Reaching out to grip the side of the tub Roux tried to keep the feeling of passing out at bay.

“Oh you know silly, guy talk! Surely you know how to woo a lady or two.”

Roux could feel his face going ghost white underneath the three blobs of masque. He was sure he looked like death; he already knew he felt like death. “B-but I can’t just walk up and s-start talking to him! H-how am I supposed to make him do that?”

[Kallile]

“Oh don’t be so melodramatic! It’s so…tacky. Besides, there no one else who could get Xander to do it!”

“But..”

“Nobody as kind and genuine as you.”

“But…”

“Nobody as honest as you.”

“But…”

There was a moment of silent standoff as the cucumber-eyed Devi turned her head in the direction of her male companion. “Roux, no one but you can do this task. Please!”

[Kallile]

Roux blushed so deeply he was certain the mud on his face would bake. “Devi…I-I can’t ask him to do that! That thing can’t be cheap…a-and what if Ianthe is over him?”

“Oh, my dear sister is far from over her mysterious Xander.~” Devi purred, finally and carefully peeling the cucumbers away from her eyes before accepting a washcloth to wash away her masque.

“T-that’s still beside the point. We s-shouldn’t be dabbling in this…it’s not right!” Roux reached out for his own washcloth, although right now just dunking himself underwater and staying there sounded much more promising.

[Kallile]

Pulling the washcloth away from her now fresh face, Devi pouted at Roux. “Is it? Is it so wrong? Is it so wrong to make sure that two star-crossed lovers get their romantic night to be Romeo and Juliet without the horrid aftermath?”

“Devi, I…”

“Just think, Roux. New little one could soon be calling you Uncle Roux—the man who made them possible. Come on, do it for Xander. For Ianthe. For those little unborn blessings who will call you Uncle!”