Ishamael calmly turned his back to her with his hands at his side. It was but a small matter to form a small reflective surface hidden in his cupped hand from the water dripping off his body. He thought little of it. It was not as if he had not seen her unclothed before.
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Date: 2006-07-04 09:23 pm (UTC)