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littledhampir) wrote in
knightsoflegend2013-03-08 02:16 am
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Sparring ☢ Enough to make my systems blow
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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He stood not too far away, watching her and waiting for her to finish, his arms crossed over his chest.]
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[A few hours later...]
Act normal? Really? Really. Had she been the only one there that had felt like there was something more between the two of them, that there was no normal when every muscle in your body twitched, as if trying to make you touch them, hold them, kiss them.
The Dhampir rolled over, face pressed into the pillow and let a guttural growl that turned into a frustrated scream. Her cheeks pink as she lifted her face, hair mussed as she blew it out of her eyes. Normal? Oh she was going to give him normal.
It was entirely possible that she'd already known which room was his, on account of Rose having been curious enough to find out before today's revelations so it was no surprise that she had no trouble finding her way to his door, so frustrated by the time she'd reached it that the three sharp knocks had enough force for it to sound like this was serious. Which ya know. To Rose? It was...]
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