Temporary Reprieve

Warren pulls himself out of the chair, reluctantly as it is very soothing and he is tired. Stripping off his clothes, he decides to ring for the attendant. Wrapping a towel around his lean, muscular body, which aches from the last 48 hrs adventures, he manages a smile when a voice calls out, "You rang sir?" The attendant waits for the request. "Oh, yes, thank you...would it be possible to get our clothes cleaned or at least brushed and pressed?" Warren wasn't used to being waited on and he wasn't sure what he could ask for.

"Certainly sir, we can arrange that service for you." Walking to the closets, he takes the items and folds them over his arm. "When do you require them?"

Warren wasn't sure what the plans were and right now, he didn't want to leave anytime soon. "We only just arrived, so it will be several hours before we are ready to leave."

The attendant does as slight bow, "Understood sir, they will be ready when you require them." As he heads for the exit, Warren follows, "Would you like anything else sir?"

A sudden thirst gripped Warren and he wanted something refreshing, which he asked for. Smiling, the attendant responds, "I believe we have something you will enjoy, shall I bring it to you, by the pool then?"

"Yes, and maybe, my companion would appreciate one too." Warren smiles. "As you wish sir." The attendant moves off, down past the long pool.

Standing near the edge of the steaming hot water, calling to him, Warren looks for Jack. There aren't many guests about just yet and just a few swimming in the expansive azure liquid. He saw a familiar dark haired man, who was now swimming towards him. Watching Jack breaking the surface of the water, dipping hands and arms, pulling him along with ease, makes he wonder how this man got to where he is now.

Jack dives down and rises up in the water, hair slicked back, water dripping from his face. Smiling, his two different colored eyes completely visible now, laughs, "Are you going to stand there all day or do I have to get out and push you in?"

Warren finds himself laughing hard, something he hadn't done in months. "With a threat like that, I better not tarry." Tossing the towel away, he jumps into the pool with a splash. They continue to laugh and splash each other. The attendant brings the fruity drinks and sets them on a small table near two chairs. Walking to the side of the pool, he waits until they see him. With his slight bow and a wave of his hand, he gestures to the waiting drinks. They wave and make their way to the edge.

"In your own time sirs and your clothes are being cleaned and pressed for you, as we speak. Can I be of any other service to you?" The attendant's face is expressionless, but he hopes the splashing will conclude soon or he will have to comment, on behalf of the other guests.

Jack responds, "No thank you, we appreciate your expert attendance." As the attendant walks off, Jack pulls himself out of the pool and retrieves the tall glasses, handing Warren one. Quietly sliding back down into the water, they sip the refreshing mixture of juices in silence. Some peace at last, even if it will be fleeting.