knightsoflegend | Sparring ☢ Enough to make my systems blow

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Sparring ☢ Enough to make my systems blow

♬ Radioactive - Imagine Dragons

WHO || Dimitri Belikov & Rose Hathaway [closed]
WHAT || A little hand to hand combat and some discoveries.
WHERE || Castle | Second Floor | Training Room
WHEN || Friday Mid-Morning, March 8th
HOW || Action Spam

[Not for the first time this week, Rose can be found in the training room, far more at home here than anywhere else in the Castle. She remains almost oblivious to the people who have been coming and going by now and as she has been every day this week, she is training alone, fully aware that her nature makes finding a suitable sparring partner nearly impossible.]

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Strange.

[She echoed, letting her eyes lift to his face again. This was the do over she'd been hoping for and she had to make a concentrated effort not to let her mouth fall open and vomit inappropriate words again. Now was not the time for Rose Hathaway to allow her need to fill silence rule what she did next.]

But it also makes sense.

[Her fingers entwined with his, her eyes dropping to their hands as she lifted them, the two combined so perfectly making her point for her.]

This - [Squeezing.] Is the only thing that's felt right since I came here. [Eyes meeting his again.] And I don't know if I should trust that or not because if what I'm feeling is real then, how could I ever have forgotten you?

[He nodded.]

Very.

[Everything about the last few months had been strange, but this, by far, had had more of an affect on him that anything thus far.

He opened his mouth and then immediately shut it as she slipped her fingers through his, unable to not notice the way they fit together.]

I know I can trust you. [Again, he didn't know how. He simply knew it was a fact. Even beyond the strange feelings he felt stirring inside him, and they were very strong, no doubt about that, but they were the same. They would understand each other far greater than any other person here, regardless of how well they knew each other outside of that.] I don't think you have, not entirely. Otherwise, there would be nothing to feel.

[That was the thing. She knew she could trust him as well. Every instinct she had told her that this person was probably the only one she could have complete and total faith in. What she didn't understand was why, and that was the hard part.]

You broke me out of prison.

[Inching closer to him, Rose allowing the hand that held his to drop down but refusing to let go as she held his gaze.]

Why would you do something like that?

[But she knew the answer to that or at least, thought she did. She knew how her body seemed to respond to him and it was more than just some passing attraction. She knew what lust was and this? It wasn't it.]

[Dimitri didn't realize that he started holding his breath, suddenly caught in her gaze and unable to break free.]

Because you weren't going to be given a fair trial. Because you didn't do it. Because they were going to kill you.

[All true answers, but they both knew there was more to it than that.

But some small part of his was hesitant to say it, because it would sound crazy, as if the rest of it hadn't been insane enough.

How could he be in love with a girl he didn't remember?]

[She exhaled the breath she'd been holding when he finally spoke. They were all plausible answers. They made sense. They weren't however the ones she'd been hoping to hear, Rose finally releasing his hand as she dropped his gaze.]

Well... Thanks for saving my life then. Even if I don't remember it.

[Maybe she knew it, maybe deep down she knew it had to be more than that but without anything solid, without being able to remember him clearly? It was all just impressions, emotions, nothing she could really cling to.]

[And it felt like a moment had come and gone to no avail as she dropped his hand, and he knew perfectly well what he'd wanted to say and had been unable to voice.

He knew perfectly well that this girl was also many years younger than him, but that didn't seem to matter either. What exactly had their relationship been like?]

I wouldn't have been able to do it alone.

[He was avoiding. Maybe they both were. Almost every time she'd spoken it had been like he knew what she was thinking. But now? He only thought he must be crazy to think that that was disappointment he saw in her eyes.

He had to fight back the urge to reach out and grab her hand again.]

Right.

[She thought about that for a moment, about what those words could mean and when she lifted her head this time, she'd schooled the Rose Hathaway mask into place.]

I mean really when you think about it... Maybe you were just doing it for somebody else.

[Though, that didn't make any sense, not to her and she suspected, sure as hell not to him but it was the kind of lie that you could use as a shield.]

And you just drew the short straw of having to come with me.

[A tight, barely believable grin pulling at her lips, all show and no emotion to it.]

I guess we'll never know.

[And while there was something familiar about that too, he still didn't believe it. As if it were an old excuse that should be tossed aside.

His expression was briefly confused before he schooled it into an equally apathetic mask.]

That seems unlikely, don't you think?

[Breaking someone out of prison was a big deal. And consider what he thought about her, he couldn't imagine that was true.]

But you're right. It's possible we'll never know for sure.

Hey I'm just guessing here, Comrade.

[That tight, emotionless grin still trying to force her lips to curve up rather than down. He was right. It probably was unlikely and yet a part of her almost found it easier to believe it because if it wasn't something like that, then it meant this feeling she had just being around him? It meant that it was real.]

So... So now what? I mean okay, so we know each other or whatever. It's not like we actually know each other. I mean you didn't even know my name a week ago.

[Where did you go from something like this? Were they just, friends now or was it like starting from scratch, and how could they do that when at least from Rose's part, there were all these feelings that she just didn't know what to do with.]

[And Dimitri knew how she felt about that, because he understood, felt it too. It felt real, but how could it be? Unless things had truly been like that back home, but then what?

Forgetting each other seems almost unforgivable, though at the same time, it hadn't been their fault, had it?]

We...continue as we have been. That seems to be the best route, doesn't it?

[Talk. Spar. See how things unfolded. What else were they supposed to do?]

[The look she gave him in reply was hard to describe, Rose's eyebrows raising in what could have been surprise, amusement or confusion. How the hell did they just continue as they had been?

A second later she schooled her expression to neutral, nodding in agreement.]

Sure. Makes, perfect sense.

[Except that it didn't, not in her heart but her head was able to comprehend it.]

We'll just carry on like, everything is exactly the same.

[She couldn't even say that line without wanting to laugh at how ridiculous it sounded.]

[Frustration boiled up inside him, but he pushed it down and merely gave her a sigh and a mildly irritated look.]

If you have a better plan, by all means share it with me.

[Because, frankly, he didn't see much in the way of other ideas. The things he wanted to do weren't...appropriate given their actual relationship.

Like the fact that he'd wanted to kiss her the moment he'd first entered this room. No, perhaps the first moment he'd seen her.]

[And with that sigh? Rose rolled her eyes, something that should have felt familiar...]

No no. You're plan's perfect. We'll just carry on like absolutely nothing has changed and see how that works out for us.

[Dammit. She was being irrational and childish and she knew it, she just couldn't seem to stop the words from coming out of her mouth, Rose clenching and unclenching her fists.]

The answer will come, Roza. I don't think there's any reason to push it along.

[They couldn't rush into something. Not given the duties they'd just agreed to. Focus was needed, and not toward emotions that may or may not be real.

Even if he was certain that they were.]

[No reason to push it along? Really?! Three damn months in this place and this is the first time that something felt really familiar, felt right and he just wanted to sit on it and wait.]

Fine. Whatever.

[Which even without knowing her, was clearly the code for - she was done, Rose running her fingers back through her hair as she let out a huff of frustration.]

No pushing it is.

[She sure did just give him a lazy salute.]

Now if it's okay with you, I need a shower.

[And an ice bath. Maybe a hot bath then an ice bath then another hot bath. She was going to have bruises on her body to match her ego and pride.]

[He nodded and then vaguely gestured toward the door.]

By all means. That's exactly what I intend to do.

[No, that's not an invitation.]

Well you do that then...

[She stared at him for another long, hard moment, as if waiting or hoping he was going to stop her or give her something more to work with.

When it didn't come she gave a dismissive wave, bent to gather her towel and water bowl and strode out of the room and off towards the showers.]

Later, Comrade.

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