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in-my-soul​ :

Rose was acutely aware of Dimitri as he moved around her, dark hues following his every move. The older dhampir could make something as simple as walking look alert and effective, which only added to her admiration of him. 

And then there was that approval in his nod, causing butterflies to erupt within. It was almost maddening how one sign of disapproval could ruin her, whereas his pride could make her soar. No one had ever meant this much to her or had such an effect on her feelings of self-worth. Except maybe Lissa, but that was altogether an entirely different experience. Rose was harsh in how she judged herself around Lissa because she felt completely responsible for the Moroi’s safety. Any slip or lapse of judgement could make her lose the one she’d bonded with on a level completely unknown to most, and that was the stuff of nightmares. The dhampir didn’t know what would be left of her if she ever lost the blonde. 

“You’d probably be my most valuable weapon around here,” she countered as she glanced around the area once again. Dimitri was effective, deathly and yes, there was the word again– godly in combat. She’d do a lot better throwing him at a Strigoi than a stake for sure. And if there was some double meaning hidden in her earlier statement, it was all up to him to figure that one out.

Now that’s just cheating, she thought, barely restraining the urge to roll her eyes at the mental image of some guardians banding together and waving their guns around like some old western novel –just like the ones Dimitri seemed to like so much. The knives on the other hand did appeal to the brunette. Especially when Dimitri was the ones wielding them. 

Despite her more romantic feelings towards the older dhampir, Rose had to admit he was by far the best teacher she’d ever had, and she did actually pay rapt attention to the lesson at hand. “And how long are they usually stunned for?” she questioned as she picked up a knife herself at his offer, trying not to feel too intimidated by that jawdropping demonstration of his. “Are we talking enough time to push aside our charge, or more like we could just go look for a stake and finish ‘em off right then and there?” Seemed relevant. Not that she actually believed the time period would actually stretch that long. But if it just enough time to bring Lissa out of the line of fire, then she needed to know. That way, if it ever happened, she knew just how it would play out and she didn’t end up screwing up and losing her friend because she did things in the wrong order. 

Taking the dagger by the tip instead of the handle, so that it could rotate mid-air, she moved her arm back for added speed and force. Rose let the blade hover there though, right above her shoulder as she tried to remember his stance and the swift movement with which he’d thrown the knife. It had all happened so fast. 

“Like this, right?” 

      Rose’s quip about the most valuable weapon earned her a subtle smirk with amusement in his dark, brown eyes. The younger dhampir’s antics never failed to amuse Dimitri, but he had to keep his expression as impassive as ever, keeping her mind focused on the task at hand. Though it might surprise many, there were often times when the guardian found it more difficult not to let the lesson plan go and simply enjoy her company. Rose always found a way to make him laugh –– and when the world felt like nothing more than doom and gloom, she somehow managed to shed light and hope on his surroundings. He was sure that the pair could easily talk away an entire afternoon. Yet as his eyes strayed to her hair, shining with an almost auburn tint in the fading sunlight, he couldn’t help but think they could do more than talk –– -

Yet that wasn’t Dimitri’s way. Since the death of his best friend and former charge, Ivan Zeklos, he learned the hard way that life could be cruel in the blink of an eye. A Guardian didn’t have the luxury of fun. They had to be focused and prepared for anything that the world could throw at them. Seeing the way that Rose loved Vasilisa, he knew that he couldn’t let her learn that lesson the hard way, too. He wanted her to be ready for everything.

When she asked the question, no glib nor sarcasm in her tone, Dimitri was pleased to see her taking this lesson seriously.  ❝ I’ve once seen one stunned for up to five seconds, ❞ he answered.  ❝ But never underestimate them. They’re clever. They could easily use that moment to their benefit, lulling the Guardian into a false sense of security, dragging on the moment until it’s the best time to strike. The instant the Strigoi is down, you act. ❞

When Rose got into position, his let his eyes scan her form. There was nothing seductive in the way he watched her, but rather studious and focused.  ❝ Good. Now unlike throwing a punch, the power doesn’t come from your hips. It comes from your wrist. Keep your eyes on the target the entire time. ❞  He gestured, letting her know she could throw it.

in-my-soul​ :

The dhampir girl lived for these stolen moments at court. Guarding different charges took care of the dilemma which had allowed for them to keep their distance in the past, but it also meant they would sometimes be separated for weeks on end. And although Rose was careful not to allow herself too many distractions, never knowing when someone might try to move against Lissa, she also couldn’t deny herself a short reprieve when she felt confident the area surrounding them was secure enough. She had to cherish the time they had together. 

Besides, she wasn’t the only guardian here, and where she might be the fiercest and most devoted to the queen, she knew the others would act without a moment’s hesitation as well. 

Allowing herself to be pulled out of sight and into a space which gave the semblance of privacy, Rose’s smile grew as she heard the light, playful tone. “Maybe,” she teased, leaning forward to where her lips nearly touched his, creating an undeniable thrilling electricity which she felt through crackling through every inch of her body. Anticipation, desire, love…

“Maybe you should tell me again,” she whispered in an equally low tone, her voice doing little to disguise the building desire for their kiss. 

     Though to anyone watching, it would appear as if Dimitri’s entire focus was absorbed in the dhampir before him, he knew exactly what was going on around him. He knew that Christian was in the next room with Lissa and two other Guardians. He also knew there were three more guardians positioned at the doors surrounding them room. He knew all this, positive that his charge was safe, while he gazed into Rose’s warm brown eyes. No one took duty as seriously as he did, but he’d learned to allow himself small moments of bliss here and there.

After being a member of the undead, every day was like a gift –– everything around him all the more beautiful. Dimitri knew that it would be impossible to continue through life with blinders on, ignoring that beauty and all that his second chance of life had to offer.

At Rose’s challenge, the tall dhampir leaned forward, bringing his lips a breath away from her ear where he whispered the words in perfect Russian.  ❝ Я люблю вас. ❞ 

You know what’s sexy

Peace and quiet

@in-my-soul​ said : ❛ I love you, you know that? ❜   /   rose hathaway

      The sudden voice broke through Dimitri’s inner thoughts, though rather than startle him, Rose’s warm voice washed over him like a comforting balm.  He looked up at her with a smile creeping in the corner of his lips. It still amazed the restored dhampir that he could smile like that again. There was a time when he was sure he’d never know happiness again. Yet that was the power and gift of Rose. She tended to make the impossible reality.  ❝ I do, ❞ he answered her.

Reaching over, he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into a small alcove in the palace hallway. It was a rare moment of inappropriate decorum for the royal guardian, but that was another thing that his girlfriend tended to bring out in him : playfulness.  ❝ But do you know how much I love you ? ❞ he countered, his accented voice barely a whisper.

defiesnature​ :

“ he wanted to, as he put it, spend time with his future son in law,” no she doesn’t like it either, and yes she’s fully prepared to join him on that cliff. teenage daughter hooking up with teacher definitely didn’t sound great, but here they were - “ i tried to talk him out of it but he promised it’s innocent, so —“ taking his hand in hers she gestures with the other to her weapon. “ this. “

       There wasn’t much that Dimitri was afraid to face –– especially having already gone through the worst fate imaginable. And yet, Abe Mazur might as well be the actual Boogeyman in his eyes. He took Rose’s hand, feeling the comfort in its warmth and reluctantly followed along with her.  ❝ Adrian told me how creative he can be with his threats, ❞ Dimitri commented.

in-my-soul​ :

Sometimes, Rose really believed that what Dimitri felt for her went beyond the typical teacher-student relationship because of the momentary glimpses behind the professional mask he wore so well. Only, those moments were as fleeting as they were rare and so she couldn’t ever be really sure. She wanted to know though, because her own crush on him was making it near impossible to be close to him without being affected by him and his godlike skills. Maybe she had a fetish, a Dimitri fighting fetish. 

Shaking her from her thoughts, Rose grabbed her hair and tied it up in a messy bun to avoid it getting in the way while fighting. “I like the way you think, comrade,” she teased, but despite her tone, she still followed him dutifully towards the training area he’d set up for them. 

Her eyes widened at the mention of staking and there was no hiding her excitement at the chosen lesson. Whenever Rose got to use a stake, she couldn’t help hoping she was going to get one of her own at the end of the lesson. Of course, she’d gotten her hopes up too soon, because then he mentioned running away and her shoulders sagged slightly in response.  

Throwing stakes seemed like a waste of charmed-infused objects, so she wasn’t even going to say that aloud. Instead, Rose took a moment to look around her at the different objects Dimitri had set up. “I use whatever I can to defend myself.” Seemed like a simple enough answer. 

     Rose had good intuitive skills and it wasn’t a trick question. Dimitri had no doubt that she’d get it. He nodded in approval as he moved around her to stand at a fallen log. He measured the distance between the log and the targets to be exactly fifty feet.  ❝ Sometimes, getting away isn’t an option, but you don’t want to sit and wait for the Strigoi to come to you and your Moroi, either. Throwing a stake would do nothing except provide a way to lose your most valuable weapon. ❞

Reaching into the pocket of his duster, he pulled out a small canvas roll-up case and untied it.  ❝ This is why at times, some Guardians carry guns –– or even these. ❞  He unfurled the case to reveal a set of small, shiny throwing knives.  ❝ Today’s lesson is offense at a distance. Whether you have throwing knives on your or not, you still still need to understand the mechanics. As you said, anything around you could be a weapon. ❞

Taking one of the daggers in his hand, he stood at the log and sized up the target, all the while still teaching his lesson.  ❝ I’m sure you’re already wondering the point when plain steel can’t kill them, no matter how precise your aim is. It’s true, but if you land it directly in their heart, it could stun them. ❞  He threw the knife in a quick, blink-and-you-miss-it movement. It cut through the air and landed squarely in the dead center with a small thump. Then he turned to regard the brunette, no smugness nor ego in his eyes despite the masterful throw.  ❝ That split second could give you the opening you need. It could save your life and your Moroi’s. Go ahead. Take a knife. ❞

defiesnature​ :

a roll of her eyes, fingers wrapping around his wrist, silver stake tucked carefully at her waist. “ the queen, the boss - okayed it. personally. we’ll be fine,” he could use a bad influence. or multiple. “ besides - it’s just a meeting with honest Abe. “ also her father. but it was besides the point.

      Dimitri didn’t look entirely convinced, but that was probably because he’d rather jump off the nearest cliff than talk to Abe Mazur. If there was anyone in the world that Dimitri was set on edge by, it was the infamous Moroi gangster. Also known as his girlfriend’s father.  ❝ Why exactly why am I needed for this meeting ? ❞ he asked as he followed Rose’s nudging and walked with her.

theyearofthemuse​ :

“No one is saying you have to do this alone.” Rose told him softly, empathizing with his hatred of the silence. After being locked in a cell prior to Tatiana’s death, she couldn’t stand it either. “You’ve got your family, Lissa, Christian. More importantly, you’ve got me.”

       Dimitri still couldn’t bring his gaze to Rose’s. She’s helped him through so much of the PTSD that came in the wake of being restored, but there were still moments of weakness like this that made him feel ashamed.  ❝ Sometimes, I don’t know what I would do without you, Roza. ❞

in-my-soul​ :

        Rose admired him from afar, not wanting to ruin the perfect picture of peace he respresented, but at the same time wanting to be as close to him as possible. And so she approached him, knowing he would notice her arrival. It was almost impossible to catch Dimitri off guard, which only made her want to catch him by surprise even more. 

         If it wasn’t for the serene look on his face, she might even have tried to attack him here and now, but she couldn’t when he looked like this. Rose couldn’t even put the right word to it, because he was everything she could think of and more. 

            Attractive. Godly. Beautiful. In a manly kind of way. 

      “It wasn’t that hard,” she grinned, more to herself, seeing as how he probably couldn’t even see her yet. Rose wasn’t going to admit that she’d checked the gym first. Instead, she gazed longingly at the cabin nearby as she sank down to sit beside him. The warmth on her skin was something undeniably amazing after too many chilly nights, but she had a feeling it wasn’t just the sun making her feel this warm. 

      Sneaking a peek at Dimitri, she waited to meet those gorgeous brown eyes. “So why are you out here, comrade?” Did he have some special training planned or was today going to be one of those rare, but wonderful days out? Rose couldn’t wait to find out.

      Hearing her sit beside him, Dimitri finally opened his eyes and turned to regard Rose. The sun beams brought out lighter streaks of chestnut in her otherwise dark brown hair. It was beautiful, and it took everything the guardian had not to reach out and touch the strands to see if the sunlight had warmed them yet. He was still her mentor and as such, he knew he had a fine line to tread when it came to the indomitable beauty that was Rose Hathaway.

❝ The weather is finally warming up. I thought we could do your evening training out here. ❞  In one sweeping, graceful move, Dimitri got up from the bench and began to walk towards the edge of the trees.  ❝ Come on. Something tells me you’re going to enjoy tonight’s lesson. ❞

The guardian knew she’d follow him and he continued walking until he reached a little set up of targets near the lake. He purposely set them up away from the school, knowing there would be airborne objects and he didn’t want to risk a student walking by.  ❝ Staking is the most important skill to have while fighting with a Strigoi, but what happens when they’re too far away and you’ve no where to run ? ❞

      Looking up, Dimitri shook his head in disbelief, amusement heavy in his dark brown eyes.  ❝ You’re a bad influence, you know that ? ❞

        Silence. It was once Dimitri’s comfort for it brought him peace in a life of turmoil and constant movement. But as it raged on, ringing its void in his hears, he began to resent it. Silence only left pain in its wake ; silence allowed the screams of his past to break through. He closed his eyes, trying to push it all out before refocusing on his surroundings again.  ❝ I can’t do this alone, ❞ he finally said, his voice barely a whisper.

» @in-my-soul​   /   rose hathaway​

       It was early yet in the day, but the sun was up enough to cast its warm rays down on the ground –– and Dimitri’s cheeks. He sat on a stone bench, still damp with the early dew, head tilted up at the sky with contentment etched into his features, even with his eyes closed. It was a moment of stillness –– of peace, that he knew was rare and fleeting. As the birds around him sang their morning ( or late night if you’re on a vampiric schedule ) song, he enjoyed as much as he could before the next inevitable wave of chaos would descend. He didn’t have to open his eyes to hear the footsteps that approached. A small, barely perceivable smile graced his lips.  ❝ I was wondering when you’d find me, ❞ he said in his lightly accented voice.

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