With a swish in some water, Elric pulled out his badger hair brush, as he dabbed it into the lathering cream. He glanced down at the individual in his chair, who wanted a night-time shave. The man receiving the shave was Samuel, a member of the Town-guard who was a member of the night time patrol. "So..." Elric said as he swirled the brush in the cream. "Did anything interesting happen during a bit of your night?" He began slathering the cool shaving cream onto Samuel, starting at the left cheek.

He chuckled, "Well if something did happen, I'd be asking for a bloodletting. No, nothing in particular from the job, saw Peters help start up the Slave Auction going down in the Square. Also I must say I'm surprised you are still here and Jonathan is not." He said, pinching his lips shut, as Elric moved the brush over his lips. He began covering the right cheek in a circular motion. "Yes, well John was getting rather tired, that new order he's been forging has taken a lot out of him. And you do know, I do get quite a few clients for surgery at this hour. Anyway, interesting events...Well I talked to Miss Evelyn today." 

Samuel spoke up, realizing that he no longer needed to keep his lips still, "Is she the one who supposedly steals flowers?" Elric shook his head as he began dabbing the cream under his chin, "No, no Miss Rachel is the one who does that. So did you finally get the ring for your betrothed Elizabeth?" Samuel smirked from ear to ear, as Elric dabbed his brush in the cream again. "Yes I did, I'm going to ask the chain of command to see if I can get a week off so we can elope." Elric began rubbing the neck with the brush.

 "So..." Samuel started up, "Have you had any luck in-" Elric frowned as he finished up lathering Samuel's face. "Unfortunately not." He washed his brush in the pot of water, and placed it back on the stand do it could dry out. He grabbed his straight razor, and flicked it open. He walked towards the larger hanging strop, that was near the container of leeches. He held the strop with one hand, as he raked the razor's edge down it. "I am twenty five and I have yet to produce an heir! Not even a bastard one!" [i]Swish[/i] he continued moving the blade down the strop for another minute. He held it next to the torch, examining it. He grabbed a loose strand of hair as he gently brought it down to the razor. After seeing the hair split he returned to the chair where Samuel was waiting.

Elric held his left hand on the back of Samuel's head, as he brought the straight razor down his left cheek. Scrapping against the follicles of hair made some sound, and they promptly fell onto the floor. Elric closely examined the cheek, and noticed not a single scrap of hair remaining. He promptly then shaved the lower left jawline. Again he did not notice a single scrap of hair. [i]Excellent[/i] Elric thought to himself. He moved to under Samuel's nose. "Don't move." Samuel heeded his advice, as Elric quickly brought the blade down upon the region, and began cutting the hair off, altering his motions to reflect the contours of Samuel's face. As soon as he finished shaving directly under the nose, Samuel spoke up. "After this would you care for a drink at the Jolly Hippogriff?" Elric gave a quick nod, as he placed his razor against Samuel's neck and began shaving. "Yes, I could go for a drink. Perhaps greet a few fellow residents as I head over there." He said while he was trimming the hair on his neck, moving in a rhythmic and careful fashion.