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Atlas Gym | Friday

Sure the temperature outside was finally dropping below eighty, but within Atlas Gym, the heat was building.

There was no music.

There was no air conditioning.

There was only a hot and sweaty Russian who had spent the morning dragging old, dust-covered fans out of storage and setting them up to provide some relief to the Jazzercise participants who were literally going to be sweating to whatever oldies they could sing today.

Dimitri propped the doors to the gym open, hoping for a little natural air circulation while he went through his own workout, shirt getting heavy with perspiration. What? Like he was going to just hang out because of a little heat.

Atlas Gym was open for business!

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It's hot all over the gym - pool, gun range, equipment, etc!

Don't worry about interrupting the tall man ~~rocking out~~ doing pull ups, his workout is nearly completed.

The door to the gym might have been open, but the wave of heat that blasted into Rose's face as she walked in wasn't mitigated much by that. Ew.

She shook her head at the insanity of the guy being all stoic and working his way through his routine. "Did you decide we needed a steam room?" she asked a little snarkily. Shaking her hair back, Rose reached to pull it off her neck, wishing so much she'd put it up.

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She should have gone for the ponytail like he had - well, other than the strands tucked messily behind his ears. Hair plastered against skin was never a comfortable feeling.

Dimitri finished up and dropped down to the mats. "That's what the pool is today," he answered, completely used to the thickness of the air.

The problem there being that her ponytail was long enough that hair still plastered against her back.

"Lucky us," she said, making a face.

Maybe a bun.

He wiped his face on his shirt before smiling a little at Rose. "Maintenance should be here by the evening to fix it."

Give her a second to enjoy that particular glimpse provided. It made her rethink a little. "So in the meantime, we get to enjoy being all hot and sweaty?"

"Exactly," Dimitri said with a nod. "We just need to keep hydrated."

"You sound totally okay with the whole thing," Rose said, shaking her head as she wandered over to the back room to grab him a bottle of water. (Yes, she was nice sometimes).

Dimitri wandered after her, not having anything else going on just then. "Should I take that to mean you'd rather not be stuck where it's hot?"

She wrinkled her nose at him, tossing him bottle of water. "It's nice outside..."

He caught the bottle and tossed it back and forth between his hands while he considered her idea. "True, but I was going to review the reporting you'll start with next week."

There was just a hint of a smirk at his response. They both knew leaving wasn't going to be conducive to that, yes.

"Reporting for what?" It was field experience. Why were there reports involved? Of course Rose had only paid attention t the fights before.

She may have had a point with that smirk of hers.

"Did you forget about the written component?" Dimitri asked, looking a little surprised even if he understood it was the least thrilling portion of the project.

"Um," Rose shrugged. "Let's pretend I did..."

Dimitri lifted his eyebrow and took a drink of water before replying. "Should I show you or tell you?" Mmm, the potential for use of large textbooks was great.

She shook her head at that eyebrow. "Which one's less boring?"

Now it was Dimitri's turn to make a face. "Less boring?" She was calling him talking about things, boring and he knew it.

"Yeah, cause reports are so much fun to start with," Rose pointed out. "I've seen you getting bored as hell working on yours so don't start."

"It's not always boring," he answered, defending some of his job there. "But what you'll be doing is more like keeping reflective logs of your guarding experience. It's meant to help you think about what you've been doing, how you can adapt differently, or what you really should have done better."

"Kinda sounds like the definition of boring, yeah," she decided.

"Boring or not, you'll keep a log and turn it in weekly to show growth over time," he replied, hoping to remind her that there was a point to all of this, even if it was boring.

Rose rolled her eyes, not quite looking at him. "I don't know how writing essays is going to make me get better."

Dimitri sighed. Sometimes he forgot that she was only eighteen despite how she seemed at times. "It'll help you by making you think about what you're doing. If you're just go go go all the time and don't pause to think about what you did that was good or bad or just okay, it'll be harder to make changes in your methodology."

He paused for a moment before continuing, like he wasn't certain he should be sharing all of this in lieu of making her come to her own understanding. "Take sparring. After we spar what do you think about?"

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