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Kolton sat there still lost in his thoughts of the lake and the forest that surrounded it. His pups came to mind, then. Warm, furry bodies brushing against him in loving gestures. An occasional lick and a bearing of teeth between the two, one wanting the brute of their "daddy's" attention. Their coarse fur and the wild scent of it was enough to call home, but suddenly the smell faded and Kolton's eyes flew open. [i]When had he closed his eyes..?[/i] He was.. [i]wait a minute, when did he get out of the tub?[/i] He was being rubbed down with a towel, which made him turn bright red before snatching it out of their hands to finish off the job while being sure to cover his... valuables.

As he did so, he noted just how cold it felt in the room to have no hair on ... well, any part of his body. With a bit of a draft in the room and no apparent set of clothes out for Kolton to wear as his dress clothes had vanished, he wrapped the towel tightly around his waist. Kol looked over at the two stylists, feeling confident enough that he'd secured his towel tight enough, he crossed his arms over his chest as he spoke up.

[color=#3a6161]"So, since we're going to be spending quite a bit of time together, I think it's only fair that I know each of your names. I know you already know mine. It's quite famous, nowadays, I hear."[/color] He smirked slightly, looking back and forth between the two, waiting for an answer. It was the [url=http://www.telegraph.co.uk/content/dam/fashion/2016/08/04/104706151-cara_delevingne-xlarge_trans_NvBQzQNjv4BqLUm2LqZ7QfPrWh62iB90NRDnwMGk4919g41vKB4Ln0Q.jpg]girl[/url] who spoke up first.

"Octavia," she walked over to Kol, taking a comb to his hair. What little he had left, anyway. There wasn't much you could do to style it with what bit of length there was. She had avoided eye contact the entire time since they first laid eyes on each other, but as she backed away from him, she stared directly into his eyes. It was almost enough to wipe the smirk from his face that he'd been holding there on his lips. "And that over there," she motioned with the comb over her shoulder to the [url=http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lybcgzX0gF1r8c567o1_r1_1280.jpg]guy[/url] standing off at the other end of the room dumping the soiled cloths and other items they'd used to clean him up. "That's Ammon." ...[i]'Ah-mone'. Alright. Simple enough.[/i] Kolton nodded and waved a hand at Ammon from among his twisted arms, looking back to Octavia.

[color=#3a6161]"Well, I'm glad we got that out of the way."[/color] Kolton took a deep breath, and as he was about to say something else, Ammon interrupted.

"Octavia, we really must be going. We're already a bit behind." Octavia had turned to gaze over her shoulder at the call of her name and nodded in agreement. She turned back to Kol and reached out, grabbing his shoulder. "Come. We need to move on to the next room." Kolton looked down at his towel, then back up at the two of them with a bewildered look as if to ask if that was all he was being given to wear for an extended time. Reluctantly, he followed by Octavia's side as she led him up to the door where Ammon stood to open it for both of them. Kol wandered through the doors as he rubbed a hand over the top of his head to the back of his neck, looking around the room when he suddenly laid eyes on Silver, waiting in the room with her own two stylists. His heart stopped. He quickly grabbed at the place of his towel where it held itself together, making sure it wasn't going to unravel at any given moment. Kol tried to play off his embarrassment and awkwardness.

[color=#3a6161]"So, I see you're still alive, then?"[/color] He wandered over to Silver and gave her a loving side-hug, feeling a bit too awkward to give her a straight-on one, keeping his eyes above her shoulders.