2024-12-03 - Football and Smoothies

Heaven has a clipboard.

She steps out into the room, gazing around. "Shaun?" She calls out, tapping her clipboard. She waits for someone to stand up, and then she aims a blinding smile at him. "Hey. I'm Heaven." She offers a hand for him to shake. "Ready for your massage?"

She moves toward the door, opening it and pointing. "We're going to be in the second door on the left."

As they make their way to the door, she chatters. "Do you like music? Or any specific scents that you're good with? I want to make sure the experience is nice."

Sitting in the waiting lobby with his fingertips tapping on his phone, Shaun is slouching right back into his seat. His legs stretching out, the sandy coloured boots worn propping his legs up just as Heaven's voice is calling his name out. Sweeping up to his feet a moment later, Shaun is tucking his phone back down into his pocket before meeting the blonde's smile with one of his own.

"Shaun Burr." His right hand reaching out to grip Heaven's own, Shaun is easily shaking hers twice before walking towards the door. "And yes please. It has been a few weeks since my last one, so there might be a few knots in my legs more than usual." A glance to his side, eyes angling down to Heaven's face while walking. "Music? Usually in the locker it is something to 'fire' people up. So I would take anything that isn't in the top one hundred tracks at the moment. Eucalyptus as well is great."

"These things happen, but don't worry, we'll take care of things." Heaven slants a look toward Shaun, nodding. "I'll pick the music, but we don't need to fire you up for this appointment, we need you relaxed actually."

"Oh, you like Eucalyptus?" She nods at that and then they're in her room which is pretty plain, the massage table, a small radio, and several candles and scent diffusers. Off to one side, there is a curtained area. She moves to a small side table, fiddles with the diffusers, and puts on soft music. She points to the curtained part of the room. "Go ahead in there, and put on the boxers that are in there, and the robe. Yeah?"

Flashing an agreeable smile in Heaven's direction as she is slanting that look towards him, Shaun is nodding. "Thanks, I've heard enough Eminem to last a lifetime I think." Laughing for a moment after as he is turning into her massage room. "Sorry if you're a fan of his."

Arriving into her room, Shaun is inhaling deeper for a moment to allow the relaxation of the room to catch his lungs. To meet him, to pick up the lingering aromas set up. The corners of his mouth are tilting up for a moment as he is flicking his gaze towards Heaven, watching the woman work before being sent to the other side do the room. "Of course, thanks." A lingering pause on his side, just before tilting his head and moving to the private area.

Behind the curtain, closing it just, Shaun is bringing his fingers first to his boots' laces. Tugging of them, feet coming free. Next the jacket going, the rustling sounds of him undressing heard in the room, as the athlete is tossing his heavy fleece lined leather jacket onto the chair. White T-Shirt pulled overhead, a little exhaling tone from the muscle traced body of Shaun's as he begins adjusting his belt open.

Nearly ready.

"Not a huge fan. I'm not actually all that excited about music, but I do listen to it sometimes." Heaven explains, and she gets the massage materials together, looking over the session notes.

The oil and ointments are set out so they can be easily accessed, and she hits a button to play low music.

"So are you liking it here so far? Thinking about sticking around for a while?"

Behind the curtain the final few garments are trading over to the provided options with Shaun reaching for his robe while replying back through the flaps. "Been good. Yeah." Laughing for a moment as he is tugging his robe's belt over his core. "I mean it is better than Miami for not having paparazzi coming for me. Though I'm still not sure why my agent picked here and not like Bermuda or something to get away."

Or Jamacia.

"Though been missing a few things." Speaking as he is pulling the curtain open, Shaun is stepping through back into the main room. "That's why I came here though. Heaven."

Heaven nods, and gestures to the table. "Well let's get that all settled, are you missing anything else while you're here? I imagine this place isn't as polished as the resorts in Bermuda, but I take great pride in the park and what we have to offer."

"Hopefully you find it somewhere you enjoy in the end."

Once Shaun settles on the table, she begins with the ointment rub, speaking up again. "So, some people like to chat while they're getting services, some people like quiet. Let me know what you prefer, and we can go from there."

"Thank you. And this robe on. Or robe off?" Checking with Heaven as he is standing by the side of the table, Shaun's hand is touching the belt before either leaving it on or undoing it for the masseuse.

Lying on his front, head moving down into the hole, Shaun's broad shoulders are lifting up as his hands being curling against the top of the table. Breathing in slowly, deeper still, steadily closing his eyes as he is listening to Heaven's voice along with the music. "You can chat. We can. You might have a thousand questions to ask and I get a bit particular when it comes to rubdowns."

"Off please," Heaven responds and she gazes at the ticket. "There are a few different areas that you have down for the massage, and this will be easier than having you move about once I get started."

"Tell me about how you get particular, I want to make sure that when we're done, you're happy with the results. What do you typically look for in a session when you book them?"

"I don't know if I have a thousand questions, but I might have a half dozen or so."

Lifting his arms up once more, Shaun's bare back is a subtle sinew of muscles as the professional athlete's figure is well-kept. Legs though, powerful set of running legs, his
pièce de résistance. The focus of his work and how he keeps his career going.

"Thanks. I think he usually calls it a deep tissue massage? A calf one, that bit above my ankle is the calf right?" Asking with a lilt in his voice, Shaun's breath is slowly calming itself. "Focus there and a bit higher along the legs, please. I'll be back with a trainer soon and should hit some of my PBs again 'else I'll wither away." Lips curling slightly, hidden from Heaven as Shaun adds.

"And you can ask away."

"We don't want you to wither away." Heaven teases, but it's gentle because this person is basically a stranger to her. Being familiar would be a little bit of an insult.

She begins her massage, starting at his calf, her fingers strong and quite capable. "I guess the first question is, why in the world do you think that you ended up here, of all places? I know that you mentioned Bermuda, but do you think that your people were trying to show you something?"

"Second question, because I like to give someone time to percolate, do you have any pets?"

"Especially as I'd be getting back down to Miami with all sorts of trouble if I was withering away." Puffing out an amused sounding laugh from his chest down through the hole, Shaun's eyes are steadily closing. Relaxing there as Heaven's hands are working up against his calf. The tightness in them felt under her touch, the tension and build up of lactic acid as he is steadily inhaling deeper.

Almost bracing himself.

"Agent decided. Probably because being somewhere hot, sun and beach looks bad to sponsors. Also, you know, the beach means probably a drink. A few drinks." Exhaling out the words as Heaven's hands are staying on him, Shaun's lips are flashing up. "But maybe. Teach me a lesson but having me in the most joyful, fun park in the world. Also pets? Just the one dog. Boxer who's bark won't quit."

A pause from Shaun before asking. "How about you? How'd you end up both here and any pets?"

"So you're out of Miami. You've got an agent, and that means that you're probably somewhat famous." Heaven is making notes in her head, nodding along. "There are really amazing bars here if you like a drink or two, the dueling piano bar is my favorite."

"Boxer huh?" She grins at that and her hands move along Shaun's legs. "That's adorable."

"I ended up here because Pennsylvania was so boring, and so expensive, that moving seemed like the best idea." She sighs and continues. "I really wish I had a pet. I'm looking to get one, maybe a dog, I've always been a dog person."

"Duelling Piano? Which bit of the park is that?" Exhaling louder once more, Shaun's teeth are pressing down into his lips as he is controlling the noise from his throat while Heaven's hands are over his legs. Pressing down into the skin once more, his toes curling in just marginally as the athlete is trying to relax.

Not often, usually, his massages are relaxing after all. Necessary as his physio would point out.

"And yeah, sports. Running Back for Miami Dolphins, but needing a bit of treatment for a bit. So, here I was sent." Shaun's situation explained away as he is moving his hands down over the top of the bed. "Pennsylvania huh? Glad to have escaped then? Dogs are great. They keep you active. Keep you fit. Keep you walking. Can't keep them inside all day whereas a cat? That can get lazy."

"It's part of the Boo'edwalk. It's kind of a corny name, but it fits. They make pretty great drinks." Heaven chatters along as she works, pausing to do a turn of her head to get her bangs out of her face.

"Oh wow, the Dolphins?" She sounds impressed. "The only part about Pennsylvania that I own is my love for the Steelers. So, we might have to bump heads on that, but not very much, they've been dogshit the last few years." A beat. "I'm pretty happy to escape. Most of the sports teams there aren't great like the Penguins are the only reason I watched hockey, but anything other than the marginally good sports teams are firmly placed in the ick category."

"Yeah, I do like going out and taking walks, getting a dog would help with that. The park seems to be pretty pet friendly, that's always a plus."

The massage moves a bit higher than his calves, with her paying attention to each movement, making sure that she is thorough.

Exhaling another little amused puff through his cheeks as Heaven is speaking about the Steelers, Shaun's voice is muttering in agreement, "Yeah but they still hard. Pennsylvania's defence doesn't mess around. Got to be something in the water, or the team that just loves to hit hard and hurt."

Shaun's eyes are steadily closing now, easing shut as he is focusing somewhat on both Heaven's hands drawing along his calves and the music in the air. The light tone along with the aromatherapy oils mingling together, soaking somewhat into his tense muscles. Allowing him to unwind as she is focusing on the tightness of his body.

"You've got to do it. Hey, and if you need a hand. Well." They'd only just met! "I'm willing to lend one."

"It's the terrible towels, they invigorate them when they start flagging," Heaven says with a grin, and rolls her eyes. "There is something in the water there though, not great stuff, the water here is .. so much better."

"That's nice of you Shaun, I might go out and look for a pup, or an older dog in a shelter that needs some love. If you want to come with me, I wouldn't mind the company." She considers her words before she adds. "We could stop and get lunch on the way back if you want."

"Look, whatever the water is like? I ain't as bad as it is down in Miami. That stuff is." Clicking his tongue, Shaun's eyes are closing a fraction tighter as he is thinking back for a moment. "And hey."

They'd just met but, after all, it isn't like there are many offers to go to shelters and meet new dogs coming in.

"And sure, that works for me. I'd be in your capable hands."

"I believe you. I'm pretty sure the water is fucked across America, sadly." Heaven murmurs, letting out a sigh as she thinks about things. "I'm capable when it comes to things here at the Spa because it's what I studied -- but anything else, we're going to have to be capable together." She smirks lightly. "Or try to be." She is quiet for a few moments as the massage continues. "I like the idea of giving a dog a home, not a puppy, when dogs get bigger they get abandoned to shelters and they have no clue why. I wanna take that fear out of their eyes."

"Almost done with the calves, moving up along your thighs a bit. Any other areas you want worked on?"

"At least we get the sunshine. That's how they sold it to me to move out of Denver." Clicking his tongue just once, smacking his lips almost, Shaun is only grumbling slightly on that. His back steadily lifting along with his chest as Heaven's hands remain over his skin. Pressing against him, easing out the tension in the back of his calves, softening them to be later misused in the gym.

Such is life.

Nodding a little through the hole, Shaun is grunting a little, "Yeah, people want them for the good times but never the times they have to put in more work. Sounds like you'd be wanting to run a shelter?" Voice pitching a little higher as he is asking the question. "Won't need much, but would you mind on my shoulders after? Treating myself."

"No problem," Heaven says as a response to the mention of the shoulders.

"Nah, I'm not the type. I love cats. I love dogs. Heck, I love animals. I couldn't take care of them every day. I could try, but I'd probably be really bad at it. I do want to save a dog. A good boy. I want to show my pet what it's like to have a good life."

"I'm making good money right now, and I would love to have a companion."

"What 'bout a walking service? I bet some of us bring our dogs here. Leaving the little pups around. Pup Day Care." Pressing his forehead a moment more into the hole at the top of the massage bed, Shaun's arms are drawing back to his sides as he is allowing his back to relax somewhat on hearing Heaven's reply about his shoulders. Allowing his back to ease, to relax, while her hands are keeping on his legs.

"We'll do it then. You and I. Find one for you. Find the perfect one."

"Pup daycare.. that sounds pretty amazing. You should .. bring it up to management, see what they say." Heaven says, moving her hands toward Shaun's shoulders. "We'll find the perfect dog. That sounds like a lot of fun, it might be .. like, hard though. What am I going to do if like two of them end up being the perfect dog for me?" She groans and shakes her head. "Already overthinking it!"

"You are and, hey." Grinning for a moment as Heaven is pressing her hands into his shoulders, Shaun's muscles are relaxing back as he is rolling his shoulders into her palms. His voice perking for a moment as he asks, "Anything wrong with two dogs? There ain't some dog limit in your apartment is there?"

"Nope. No limit." Heaven remarks quietly, smirking. "I will have to ask my roomie what she thinks of that. She might have a dog limit, and I want us to get along if we're sharing some space." A beat. "You should meet her, she's amazing, totally into athletics. I bet you two would get along very very well." She tilts her head. "Maybe she should come see the doggos with us."

"Oh yes?" Raising his eyebrows a little as Heaven is mentioning the room mate, Shaun's voice is exhaling somewhat deeper now as her hands are easing out those final few knots in his lower back. "Athletic? Sounds good, sounds like we'd get along as well."

Right There! As Heaven's hands are hitting the perfect spot is Shaun is exhaling louder almost, thumb finding a tight point.

"Invite her along as well. I've no 'People Limit'."

"I'm glad. Sometimes people who have some notoriety do not want extra people around." Heaven reasons quietly, focusing mostly on her work. "I'm excited for this. I love my roomie, she's fun, and you seem fun too. Probably too much fun. You seem like you might be apt to get into a little trouble, and I'll be honest when I say that that sounds pretty fun too. So.." She realizes that she's running on at the mouth and shuts up, wrapping up the massage.

"I mean add the rule no paparazzi, and we have ourselves the making of a party going." Shaun is lowering his voice into a longer, sighing tone as Heaven's hands are moving down to the base of his shoulders. The tension, the rigid muscles beneath her fingers easing as the massage is wrapping up.

"Hey, what's life without a little trouble between friends? New and old." Steadily lifting his shoulders up, the athlete's body slowly moving once more. "Drop me a text for where and when. It's not like my schedule is much beyond visit park. Go to gym."

"I'll drop you a text, sure. I'm looking forward to looking at dogs." Heaven moves to wash her hands and apply some lotion. She looks like she's contemplating something before she adds. "Do me a huge favor and tell some others in the park you visited, and you liked it." Her shoulders lift slightly and she grins. "Trying to get the word out there, plenty of workers here who need something to do."

Feeling Heaven step back, done with the massage as is his body at this point, Shaun is exhaling somewhat louder while pushing himself from his front. Turning on his rear, sitting on the edge before back on his feet. Reaching across to get his robe once more while Heaven is washing her hands, sliding it over his torso just as he is tying the knot over his stomach.

"Thanks, I'd be on my appointment and same. Same, that and meeting people around the park. You know. Not going stir crazy in the hotel." Shaun's hands are pushing back through his hair. "And will do. If there's a Yelp or a Google Review or something. I'll put my comments there."

"I think there is, but honestly haven't really seen it myself." Heaven bites her bottom lip. "Word of mouth is amazing. Social media, Yelp, Google Review." She shakes her hands to get rid of some of the moisture. "Thank you so much."

She pulls out her phone and taps a message to someone, stuffing the phone away.

"Get changed, and I can walk you out, if you'd like."

"Sounds good, sure." Shaun is turning his chin over his shoulder to glance towards Heaven as he is moving back to the curtain. Pulling it back for a moment, "Won't be a second."

Well more like five minutes as the almost puddle-like energy of Shaun having been massaged into some zen-like muscle status. Behind it he is swapping out the clothes given to him for his originals. Laces done-up on his shoes before rolling his shoulders and walking back out.

"Seriously, that was great Heaven. Been needing that since arriving."

"Well feel free to make another appointment if you need it, there are plenty of gym things to do around here that you might enjoy, and if you need a massage after that -- let me know." Heaven beams at Shaun, clapping her hands.

"C'mon, I'll walk you out, get you a smoothie or something if you want. I want a smoothie. I really like the strawberry kale."

Nodding as he is stepping beside Heaven, making his way to the door, Shaun is replying, "I'll have to find a PT and all that if I am going to be here this long." Which, according to the agent. Will prove true.

"And thanks, yeah I could do with one. Anything peanut butter will win my heart over."