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Atlas Gym | Thursday

It was quiet in the gym after Dimitri worked through his usual routine. The staff seemed to be giving him a wide berth, which was unusual on Jessi's day. Perhaps she'd seen the dangerous gleam in his eyes as he assaulted the heavy bag. Or maybe it was the intensity and sheer number of sit ups he performed. Whatever it was, Dimitri was fine with Jessi keeping away. He would have to hold his tongue, and as it was, that was going to be a difficult feat if the reason for his ire showed her face. Perhaps her most recent lapse in judgment proved permanent.

In an effort to regain and maintain his sense of inner and outer calm, Dimitri now sat poised on the thick, plush mats, legs crossed with his hands resting on his knees, palms open to the ceiling. Meditation was the key. Deep, even breaths in and out. No thoughts, just a singular focus on his breathing.

How long the quiet lasted would depend on the company, but Atlas was open for business.

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It's niiiiiiice and quiet for that!

Because that is what Dimitri is doing.

Right.

So the little thing with Barney had made radio. No big, right? Dimitri never listened to radio...

Right.

But it wasn't like Rose could avoid him forever, and so she made her way to the gym for the yelling. The door banged open, and she couldn't help snickering as she saw Dimitri. "...are you meditating?"

The banging door would have had him glaring at her to start, but Dimitri was finding his inner calm.

Meaning it was only his eyes that showed his extreme disappointment. Surely that wouldn't trouble Rose. Not when she could run around, beating up on Deans for calling her names.

"Yes."

She winced at the look in his eyes and took another few steps into the gym. "So - d'you want me to go?"

"No," Dimitri replied shortly, aware that she knew why he was displeased. "Come sit." While the words were a request, his eyes implied the order his tone was lacking.

It had been nearly a year and something about this incident made Dimitri wonder if he'd failed in his duty completely.

Something about his demeanor fueled her temper again as she crossed the gym to sit on the mats by him. Rose took a breath, trying to push it back down, reminding herself it was Dimitri here.

Dimitri let the silence linger for a moment, watching her and trying to remember this was Rose and he knew her far better than anyone else.

"Care to tell me what happened?" Since she hadn't bothered to come to him after and allowed him to hear from radio first.

Rose made a face. "Can't we just keep pretending it didn't?" she asked.

Okay, yeah, that wasn't going to happen.

"I think you earning a detention for allegedly punching a professor would be difficult to pretend away," Dimitri replied dryly.

"The detention doesn't matter," Rose said with a shrug. "What? He was a jackass. He deserved it. I'm not sorry."

Like she would ever be sorry. She knew she was approaching this totally the wrong way, but she still couldn't help snipping back instead of trying to explain.

Edited 2010-07-22 06:27 (UTC)

"Are you kidding me?" Dimitri asked, voice low with carefully controlled anger as he turned on her. "I don't care what he deserved. You're supposed to have restraint." Which clearly he had somehow failed to teach her and now it was just too damn late. "We are supposed to leave town and you have detention? What were you thinking?"

"I have restraint!" Rose protested, jumping up. "God, I didn't hurt him. I'm just sick of him calling me a whore on radio, okay? Aren't you the one all saying I have to make my reputation? That's not one I want."

If she was going to stand, far be it for him not to follow, even if it meant he was doing a bit of towering. "So you would prefer to have a reputation as someone who beats up senseless fools with no ability to fight back?"

She looked at him, almost hurt at the implication. "Now it sounds like you're just calling me a bully."

"No, you cannot win me over with that look," Dimitri said, shaking his head in refusal. "You acted rashly and there are consequences, Rose!"

And he hated so much that he was the one who was meant to report such actions.

"Fine." Rose rolled her eyes, obviously annoyed at the whole thing. "Whatever."

"Whatever," Dimitri repeated, sounding just as annoyed though likely more frustrated. "Good attitude. We'll see how that serves you this weekend."

"What happens here and what happens at St Vlad's has nothing to do with each other," Rose snapped. "You of all freaking people should understand that."

"No?" That vein in his forehead might just explode if he held back any more anger as he stepped closer to hiss, "Then I've been wasting my time training you since nothing from here could possibly influence you there."

"God! I didn't say that," she yelled, not caring so much about keeping her voice down. "Will you stop fucking taking everything I say the wrong way?"

Dimitri crossed his arms against her yelling. "Fine, Rose. Tell me what I'm taking wrong. I'm all ears."

She took a breath, trying to get herself back under control. "Look, it was stupid. I know. I just - lost my temper. It won't happen again. I'll take the consequences or whatever."

"Of course you'll take the consequences," Dimitri told her. "But you need to understand that you don't get to lose your temper." Not when she'd been trained to kill things stronger than herself.

Rose grit her teeth, hating him talking to her like she was twelve or something. "I get it. I know. God. I'm not allowed to mess up ever?"

"Not when I know you're better than that." Maybe he was wrong. "Are my expectations too high? Is there some reason you didn't come to me about this if it was a problem worth fighting over?"

"Maybe because I can't come running to you when someone pisses me off?" Rose suggested flatly.

Dimitri didn't know why she had to make it sound that way. "Or you're too busy being pissed off to use your head!"

"I didn't go there planning to hit him!" she protested. "It just...happened."

"It just happened?" Dimitri felt perhaps he was missing something if this was the case. Like the magic compelling his novice to act like a thug.

She glared at him. "...yes."

"So your fists went off plan?" Dimitri asked, looking for the story here.

"He was just gross, and he kept checking me out, and I just wanted him to stop being an asshole," she admitted. "Guess I'm still working on that control thing."

"Mmhmm," Dimitri agreed, thinking. "When is this detention?"

"I wasn't told yet," Rose said, frowning at him still. "Why?"

"Because I'm assuming it will conflict with something," Dimitri complained. She could frown all she wanted, he was not pleased by this situation either.

She threw up her hands. "What do you want me to do?"

"Is it more than I should ask to be informed when you do find out?" He was not having an easy time of keeping that divider up.

"Yeah, I'll tell you," she snapped. "Of course I'm going to tell you. I'm not an idiot."

Dimitri really looked like he believed that.

Really.

Rose glared at him. "I'm going to train now. Anything else you want to yell at me about?"

"No, go for a run," he suggested. "Think about walking away the next time you want to punch a human."

Rose was one hundred percent sure she was not going to be thinking about that as she ran. She nodded and turned away from him, reaching up to tie up her hair.

I am posting now before I forget like some people!

YOU PROMISED NEVER TO TELL.

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