Oryn found it first - so there!

[Oryn Vance]

Oryn, however, had disappeared. After a moment, a section of the wall next to a statue opened, and Oryn stuck his head back out at her. "Do I have to wait for you in here all day?" he teased, nodding for her to follow.

Inside, the wide expanse of the prefect's 'tub,' with its many faucets circling it, lay, with benches and chairs all around for people to sit in. An animated mermaid graced the window, giggling down at them. "Well... I will admit, I'm impressed."

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte laughingly followed Oryn through the entrance and stopped still just inside the doorway.

'Oh my, look at all those taps and faucets..' She ran forward and began to inspect each of them. 'This one has a raspberry on top! Do you think its scented?' She grabbed Oryn and dragged him forward to look.

[Oryn Vance]

Oryn followed her over to look at it, then shrugged. He turned the knob, and a gush of raspberry-scented water poured into the tub. "Well, this is certainly interesting," he said. He turned another knob, and fizzing mist poured out, hovering over the water. "It could take us a week just to try all of them," he said, looking around."

[Flyte Vance]

'Well theres no rush!' Flyte looked over at the next tap, it was vanilla and smelt divine. 'We can always come back again.. it looks like this place is well maintained even if it is never used! God bless house elves!'

Flyte turned to Oryn

'Oh my Lord, how long do you think it takes to fill this tub?'

[Oryn Vance]

Oryn shugged. "I don't know, there's only one way to find out," he said. He walked over to the main tap and turned it, so that clear, pleasantly steaming water began filling the tub. "Granted, we aren't dressed for the occasion yet, so it has time to fill," he teased as he began to pull off his robes, leaving him in his swimming trunks.

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte pulled a face at Oryn and watched him undress appreciatively. She was tempted to hide in a corner and shuffle out behind a towel but decided that if she could swim with the others without blushing then she could do it here.

She slipped out of her skirt and pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on a seat nearby. Her suit already on underneath, her favourite regulation two piece leopard print.

'Well that was extremely..'

[Oryn Vance]

Oryn chuckled, also looking appreciatively at Flyte. "What? Extremely what?" he asked teasingly. The pool, obviously enchanted, had filled extremely quickly while they stripped down, and was now almost full. He turned one final faucet, which began to lay a thick layer of foam onto the water.

"There we go," he said, finally turning the faucet that was filling the pool off, the giant tub now full.

[Flyte Vance]

'Quick. It was really quick.' Flyte laughed, 'and less embarassing than I thought' she muttered under her breath.

'What did you just add to that water? I'm not getting in there 'till you tell me...' she laughed, her hands on her hips determined not to move.

[Oryn Vance]

"You aren't?" Oryn asked, quirking an eyebrow. Smirking, he rushed forward, intending to pick her up and carry her over his shoulder to the pool.

[Flyte Vance]

'Nope! Not moving a muscle.' She crossed her arms determindly.

Flyte braced herself and tried to step aside. Instead she found herself swept up in his arms. 'Well I can think of worse ways to be proven wrong!' She said through her squeals and laughter.

[Oryn Vance]

"You were the one who said you wanted a bubblebath," he teased, before jumping into the tub with her. The water, with all of its additives, was a cloudy pink, but they would find that they could open their eyes beneath the surface without experiencing any more discomfort than they would in clear water. Oryn surfaced, then waited to see where Flyte surfaced, intent on throwing a handful of foam at her.

[Flyte Vance]

Flyte felt herself descending down through the layers of foam into the water, softly falling. She felt Oryn lose contact with her and she opened her eyes without thinking, the water was pink but it didn't sting and spying Oryn surfaced she used her advantage to swim around behind him.

She grabbed his shoulders and pulled herself up, while pushing him down.

'Gotcha!' she splashed into the water again.

[Oryn Vance]

Oryn gasped, and almost stopped breathing before he went underwater. Oh no you don't, Oryn thought, swimming under her. Surfacing behind her, he spluttered and coughed... even as his hands went to her ribs and started tickling her.

[Flyte Vance]

'Oryn!' the word was a laugh, protest and plea all rolled into one. Flyte clutched her sides and tried in vain to curb his onslaught, she turned in his arms and started an attack of her own.

[Oryn Vance]

Oryn grinned, and caught his arm around her chest, trying to pin her arms to her side as he kept tickling her. "Flyte!" he teased, echoing what she'd said. "Oh, sorry, would you like me to stop?"