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Caritas; Thursday Evening

Almost a week had passed and Chuck still wasn't feeling any better about the situation he had been put in. He was dealing, but he knew he had to get over this brooding thing soon, or at least learn to cover it. He hated people hovering over him and, let's face it, the emo thing was annoying, even to him.

He settled down behind the bar with a bottle of scotch, figuring that was a step in the right direction to get him in a better mood.

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"...if you're drinking, I want to drink," Rose said instantly, frowning at him.

"You are drinking," Dimitri said, nodding at her probably abandoned coke.

"Yeah, but it's not alcohol," she retorted.

"And you think mine is?" Dimitri asked, lifting an eyebrow in surprise. "Fantastic. I should toast my poor example."

Well that was a totally incorrect assumption then. "Uh, I just figured..." Rose looked down a little. "Yeah."

"Yes," Dimitri repeated with a sigh. "It's for the best we're going to the Academy." He thought perhaps they could gain some distance and perspective of how things ought to be between them.

"You think I really need to start on that doctor ordered therapy?" she snarked though it was closer to the typical Rose snark and not the 'I hate you now die' snark.

"I think you need to see that you could have more demanding trainers." Well, more likely trainers who didn't want her to succeed as much as he did.

Or, you know, love her desperately.

"I know that," she said, looking up at him. "I do, seriously."

"Still, it's my job to be hard on you and expect better," he reminded her. "Even if part of me would have a different response."

Apparently he was just going to throw that out there.

Rose shot him a quick glance and something in her shoulders relaxed just a little. "I'll do better. They'll be freaking shocked at how good I am this weekend."

"Right." Dimitri wondered if she'd even get attacked, given things. "I'm sure you'll do great."

She wasn't entirely sure what seemed weird about that until she realised it.

"...just like that?" Rose asked. "You're not going to tell me 'I'll do great if I concentrate and keep my focus'?"

It was weird, but he was working a strategy to see what she'd internalized and what he'd hear about later.

"Just like that. You're on your own this weekend."

It was so, so weird. "I don't know how to work without your zen life lessons, comrade," she said. "It's been like a year."

"There are many more zen life lessons, but you know enough of them to get you through three days," Dimitri promised. "And if you get desperate for guidance, you know where to find me." Either beating people up or in a gym, naturally.

She couldn't help a little smirk at that. It was so very unlikely that she'd seek him out for any reason at St. Vlad's if only because keeping up the act was so exhausting. "I should go find the tall guy pretending to be Strigoi?"

"Okay, maybe not," Dimitri answered with a little smile. "Though I do have a phone. And I can type zen life lessons in 140 characters if I try."

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