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Atlas Gym | Thursday Afternoon

Something about the previous day had Jessi insisting on remaining in one of the classrooms, and Dimitri was certainly not complaining about her choice. If he'd known her reasoning, there would be a whole brood of ducklings living in the back room by the afternoon.

With the radio tuned to some old school music, Dimitri took up residence at the desk and checked his email.

To: dimitri.belikov@igc.mc.org
From: belikovav@stbasils.edu
Subject: I thought you promised to email me!
Attached: ete00876.jpg

Hi Dimka!

I've been sending lots of emails out today. You should ask Rose about hers. I think she's gonna like the attached files. :D

Did Mother ever write you about those pictures? She was happy you had a good birthday, and I think she wants a cowboy hat now. You should get her one! From America!

I can't wait for this year to be over. I look forward to going back to Baia and hanging out and not doing ANYTHING. The WHOLE SUMMER. Just lazing around and enjoying myself. I dyed my hair pink this weekend. I thought you'd like to see a picture of me as I currently am!

Love,
Vita

Clearly he was going to need some time to write back without symbols depicting how he felt about all of this.

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Cool off in the pool or have a nice post work-out sauna!

Dimitri was working on his email reply, but always willing to be saved from it.

"You look all - concentratey," Rose commented as she leaned over the desk and tried to see what he was working on.

Like Rose wasn't going to get a look for whatever it was Viktoria sent her. "Yes, well, that happens when I concentrate."

Rose smirked at the look, figuring she knew what he was looking at now. "Wow, really? That's impressive, normally you look confused when you do that."

As though he was going to dignify that with a response that was more than a raised eyebrow. She was not amusing.

She came around the desk, still way too amused at herself. "Why are you concentrating so hard then?"

"I thought you'd already know," Dimitri replied, showing her the computer screen still displaying his sister with pink hair.

Rose laughed. "I like the pink. It's totally adorable."

Dimitri eyed her. "Adorable? Don't tell me you're going to do that next."

Almost unconsciously, Rose reached up to grab her hair protectively. "No! God! Why would I do that to my hair?"

"Why did Viktoria do that?" He very nearly smirked that she was horrified by the thought for herself. It helped that he was too attached to her hair to sit back and watch her do such a thing.

"Why not?" Rose asked, wrinkling her nose at that beginning of a smirk. "Not like you can do it when you're grown up."

"You could, it would just be odd-looking and unprofessional," Dimitri reasoned. "Also not you at all."

"Why not me at all?" she asked, crossing her arms as she eyed him.

"It isn't your style," he said, frowning a little. "This isn't news."

"I could totally rock the pink hair!" Rose protested purely for the sake of protesting.

"Not like you rock the dark hair." Dimitri didn't think he should have to work to win this battle.

She couldn't help smiling at the comment and moved to make herself comfortable. On his lap obviously. "My hair's not going pink, Dimitri."

"Good," he replied, amused by her choice of seating. "Are you going to help me compose a reply?"

"I just wanted to see if you'd gotten anything started," she smirked. "Other than yelling at Viktoria for her hair."

"Hmm, I was considering telling her what I heard about her frequenting one of the Moroi clubs in Baia," Dimitri admitted. "See?" He pulled up the reply to show her what he'd started with.

To: belikovav@stbasils.edu
From: dimitri.belikov@igc.mc.org
Subject: Re: I thought you promised to email me!

Vita,

I expected nothing less from my baby sister. Be careful what you wish for; I just might send you a hat to cover up that pink mop on your head. At least I know if you look like a clown you'll have a nice, calm summer vacation. Enjoy grandmother's take on that.

Your pink hair is sure to be popular at the Moroi club. I'm certain mother would agree. Funny the things you can hear about little sisters when talking with friends at Court...

"How d'you know he was even telling the truth?" Rose asked, frowning at little at the intention there.

Okay, she knew he was, but she'd also kinda promised to keep that stuff from Dimitri.

"Because it's Viktoria," he answered as if this was quite obvious in his mind. "She'd enjoy the attention." What he didn't say was that she wouldn't realize the price of that until it was too late.

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