Would you like cake or DEATH? [complete]
Characters: Rolo and Dahlia. Sync came too.
Content: After Iris informs Dahlia that someone was looking for her, she puts two and two together and decides it's time to take Rolo out. Rolo disagrees. They both agree to disagree rather violently, but as Dahlia leaves, she bumps into Sync. CUE SUSPICION TIEM. Sync then goes to get Rolo's side of the ( Read more... )
Content: After Iris informs Dahlia that someone was looking for her, she puts two and two together and decides it's time to take Rolo out. Rolo disagrees. They both agree to disagree rather violently, but as Dahlia leaves, she bumps into Sync. CUE SUSPICION TIEM. Sync then goes to get Rolo's side of the ( Read more... )
Rolo hadn't closed the door, a really stupid move on his part. But he was more concerned with actually cleaning up this mess. No one should be out at this time anyway. First, he had to replace his clothing and fix that scratch on his shoulder. Rolo took off his shirt, wincing a little when the fabric rubbed against his open wound.
Maybe he could sew this up... there was still blood splattered on this, but Rolo couldn't believe he already had to use one of the spare shirts he bought. He let out a rattled sigh, reaching into his pocket to clasp the locket between his fingers to calm himself down.
"Why does this always happen to me?" Doubtless, Melissa would be back. Maybe he should escape into Vohemar when they went there for the treaty. What was one measly desertion charge? He was getting pretty sick of Ivona.
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Sync calmly sauntered down the small corridor, keeping his footsteps soft as he approached the door. He remained quiet even after he reached his destination, allowing his body to lean against the doorframe while he crossed his arms over his chest. He saw no need to make his presence known right away, quite content with watching his enemy try to clean up whatever evidence was created out of his deeds.
Yet his gaze quickly found itself on the line of red that ran along his shoulder blade, eyes narrowing as his suspicions grew.
Just what did happen between him and that woman?
"What are you doing?" Sync finally asked, a calm expression on his face as he eyed the mess on the floor.
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"..." Rolo said nothing at first, practically shaking from the effort to calm himself down. He didn't have energy to use his eye again. He couldn't do anything to Sync at the moment. He had to calm down and get a story straight. That is, if there was even a story to tell.
Oh hell no. Did he... did he see Melissa? Rolo turned around then, making no effort to erase the shock, annoyance, and barely contained rage on his face as he stared at Sync. Was this a set up? Were they working together from the start?
Shit"None of your business," Rolo muttered, walking towards his closet and throwing the ruined shirt in the corner, grabbing another one and some bandages. He guessed it was possible that Melissa might have been in league with Sync, but she sounded like she worked alone. Then again, what the hell could he ( ... )
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And just like that Sync excused himself into the boy's room, stepping inside to get a better look at the scene of the crime. He kept his face flaccid, looking almost bored as he surveyed the mess lethargically.
"It looks like you were busy earlier," Sync began, holding back a slight that threatened to peak out from the corners of his lips.
"You sure you don't want to tell me what happened?"
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Rolo was not going to tell him about Melissa. Not because he actually gave a damn about keeping her true nature secret, but because the last thing he needed was Sync knowing he had a potential ally.
"Why would I do that?" Rolo just gave Sync a blank stare as he felt behind him, trying to judge how long the wound was. Damnit, if he hadn't cut his hand earlier, he could have gone to the infirmary. Now this just looked suspicious.
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He lazily sidestepped a piece of chicken, effectively shortening the space remaining between them until they were now only a foot or so apart. The teen’s voice remained low, purposely lining his voice with a hint of suspicion as he continued.
"I mean, I saw our new cook a few hallways away. She mentioned something about making you dinner, but it seemed awfully late for her to be out giving you food."
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"And? She was thanking me for helping her bring in the groceries earlier. But she got clumsy and fell." That was sort of true, anyway, so Rolo was able to say that. Of course, it still didn't explain why he was injured and he could only assume that Sync saw her wound as well. Otherwise, why would he express interest in this?
Actually, Rolo didn't even have a good explanation for this injury. If Sync had just waited before making himself a nuisance, Rolo could have written this off as an earlier wound, but... goddamnit, what else could he say?!
"Why, what did she say?"
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"Oh really now?" It took every ounce of willpower for him not to grin like an idiot, though even he couldn't hide the slight smirk that poked out. If he hadn't pushed Dahlia to at least be more truthful about her answer then he would've found Rolo's story to be somewhat believable. After all, it was consistent with what she had said at first, though this made him wonder if they devised an excuse together.
He couldn't help but be suspicious of both parties now that he caught sight of the fresh wound on Rolo's shoulder blade, and he was determined to get to the bottom of this now that he caught the latter lying.
"She didn't say anything too surprising. Just that you tried to attack her, that's all."
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"Did she? That's really interesting. Does she have any explanation as to why I would do something like that?"
Maybe Melissa thought she could get some people on her side. Hah! Rolo had all the proof he needed, right there on the floor, that she wasn't the innocent one. Hell, if anything, Rolo could claim self-defense. This entire thing was her fault.
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However, what the teen didn't get was why he attacked her in the first place. In fact, he didn't know why she bothered to offer him food this late at night when she could've just done it in the morning. Either she was being stupid, or maybe there was something else he was missing...
"That's an interesting wound you got there," Sync pointed out, sidestepping the teen's question as he rested his hands on his hips.
"Looks pretty fresh too. What happened? Got cut up by a flying shard of glass when she 'fell'?"
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But Rolo still couldn't tell Sync the truth. Not only did he have the feeling that Sync could care less that she bought poisonous seeds in the first place, but at the very worst, Sync and Melissa would realize their mutual hatred for him and ... well, Rolo wasn't sure if he could stand the combined effort of two people trying to bring him down. It might actually work.
But he still needed an excuse. And if Melissa intended to place the blame solely on him...
"What do you think? Do you want to make a guess as to who attacked who first?" Rolo started to wrap said wound up, somewhat clumsily as he tried to bandage up his shoulder and cover the whole wound. "I don't attack people unprovoked, unlike you."
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Yet he couldn't really concentrate when Rolo was doing the most horrendous job with trying to wrap his shoulder. Not bothering to hold back the urge to roll his eyes, Sync quickly closed the distance between them and raised his hand to smack the other teen against the back of his head before snatching the bandages.
"Hold still, you idiot." Unraveling what amount of progress the latter made, Sync began the process of dressing the wound himself, making sure the bandages were tight as he gave them an experimental tug.
"What? You trying to say she was trying to kill you first? How hard is it to put away a few groceries, anyway?"
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"What the -?!"
And Rolo could only stare in disbelief as Sync took the bandages from him, starting to dress the wound himself. What? Was Sync trying to act nice to get information from him or... for a moment, Rolo wondered if Melissa had gone into his room and poisoned the bandages.
... OK, that was stupid, but it didn't matter, since Sync got the job done rather well in a manner of seconds. Rolo was resisting the urge to rip them off.
"I don't know. She attacked me first, as you can see." Rolo jerked himself away from Sync, gesturing to the bandages he just put on ( ... )
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If her demeanor really was nothing more than a carefully plotted ruse then the last thing he needed was to worry about two people trying to gut him on this ship.
"Anyway, whatever the case is, I can only assume you're smart enough to stay away from her," Sync finally answered back after a moment's thought. He really had no desire to know of the redhead’s intentions as long as she stayed the hell away from him.
"If anyone's going to get rid of you it's going to be me."
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Of course not! He really did have two people trying to kill him, but at least Rolo seemed to have given Sync the impression that Melissa was more than happy to give him the same treatment she had just given Rolo if he crossed paths with her. At least he didn't have to worry about a coordinated effort.
"Or I could avoid the both of you and you both can stop trying to kill me." That sounded like a fine idea, but hardly likely. He began to understand just a bit why Sync had helped him dress his wound: Sync didn't want Rolo to die of infection from a wound inflicted by someone else.
How sweet.
"Are you done? I need to clean this up."
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