http://guardianborn.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-09-11 03:36 pm

Roof - Friday Late Afternoon

Rose's ass was thoroughly kicked by her second training session in the afternoon.  So much so that she was pretty sure if she sat down on her bed, she'd end up asleep right up until tomorrow morning.  Which would be pathetic. 

The rain seemed to have stopped though so she wandered up to the roof and sat on the wall.  It was totally dorky, but she even had a book with her to study. Something about that new determination plus actually having talked Dimitri into fight training had made her realise there were other parts of being a guardian she hadn't been paying attention to.  So she was fixing it...even if this book was a little too focused on the threat of guns to the protectees. 

The longer she was up there, the less the book was actually getting read.

[Home from work early wheeee]

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I prefer either coin or kisses," he said, giving her his most charming smile.

It was very, very charming.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I certainly think so," he agreed shamelessly, handing her the dice. "Ladies first."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course I do," he said. "Have you seen some of the ugly men who spend their time in taverns?"

He rolled the dice without really looking. A pair of fives, which was pretty average for Mat. "I win," he said, smiling.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"That depends on you," he said. "Would you prefer to just accrue debt, play for increasing stakes, or get it out of the way at every round?"

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly," Mat said with a slightly fiendish smile, handing her the dice. "Your turn again."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Mat grinned again. "It is at home," he lied.

He reached out, took the dice, and rolled a pair of sixes.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"And if I do?" Mat asked, leaning in a little. "What do I get then?"

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, it'd be a good idea," Mat said, leaning a finger out to touch her nose.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I'm world renowned for my nose touching skills," Mat laughed. "Do I have to roll first?"

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Mat grinned. "Dovie'andi se tovya sagain," he murmured under his breath, then threw the dice.

Oh look. Another pair of sixes.

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Luck," Mat replied. "I'm not bloody magical."

[identity profile] bloody-luck.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," he said, shrugging his shoulder. "It's best when it's random."

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