[ When his communicator buzzes he doesn't expect it to be from Zuko. He definitely doesn't expect that much information, either, and doesn't have time to admire the efficiency of the bullet point format (though he does approve).
Just let someone else think they're right. Without correcting them. This is going to be a challenge. ]
I understand. Will she try to harm you or anyone else?
[ It's been a couple of days, and she's had some time to chill out a little and think about their whole argument, so. Let's try this again, but more zen this time. ]
Hey. I'm sorry about before. I was frustrated about a lot of things that weren't really your fault. And you weren't wrong about my expectations of you being in the wrong place right now.
I've been here long enough that things have changed and priorities are different than what they used to be, for plenty of good reasons. And if I can use what I've learned in that time to help people who didn't have to live through that, all the better. But I'm not trying to be pushy. I mean, I know I can definitely be that way regardless of my intentions, but I am trying.
[ Which is more than she'd have admitted at sixteen, anyways. ]
[ His week is just continuing to be unpredictable, reading the message over twice before he actually starts to formulate a response. 'Help people who didn't have to live through that', huh... There's a sentiment he understands now. ]
I haven't considered you my enemy regardless and I don't feel any significant anger towards you. I disagreed with you but I understood what you wanted to say. I just thought it was wrong.
[ As immature as he really can be about things, verbal disagreements are one he's accustomed to. Differences of opinion are what he deals with on a daily basis and regardless of what he thought of hers, he's not mad at her for expressing it. ]
[ so as promised, nanako waits for sasuke in the cargo hold wearing the closest approximation of a PE uniform. she's a little early, but she decides to use that time to do some stretches (just basic stuff, nothing too fancy).
there's also two bottles of water near her. she came prepared. ]
[ What an improvement it is to not need to be ushered inside as is now necessary on the Blue Fish, able to enter without dealing with irritating locks or barriers and he too wastes little time in heading to the cargo hold to meet up with her.
Ah. She's early. Just like him.
He doesn't announce himself as he steps closer, instead inspecting the bottles and the form of her movement. ]
... so you're right-handed. [ This isn't a weird way to open a conversation. ] You extend your right arm and leg further.
[ Hope Sasuke slept well up until this point ("this point" being roughly 5am), because it's about then that Sascha pokes around the Huntress in search of a very certain someone who clearly needs to be shown that sleeping with someone, sharing their bed, and draping over them in their sleep is absolutely, totally a good idea that will not backfire in any way whatsoever. And that it is in fact nice and relaxing when he crawls his way onto the bed in order to huddle up to him.
[ His insomnia has lessened only marginally since he's arrived, aided by their docking at the Starlight since it's more grounded and reminiscent of what he's used to -- in terms of size only -- and it's a combined result of sleep deprivation and an herbal alien sleep-aid remedy that's he able to finally drift off. The depth of that slumber even keeps him still when someone stops by his room in the hall, opens the door, and approaches his bed...
But it is not enough to keep him unconscious through an arm snaking over his midsection, brow furrowing in a split-second warning before his eyes snap open, blood red, and he jerks upward with a wholly impressive amount of force to throw Sascha back. The hand under his pillow had already been resting over a knife he's been keeping close every night and it grips it tightly now, jabbing it forward without any conscious consideration of his actions but with deadly accuracy -- right between two ribs, slicing neatly through flesh to seriously damage any attacker but stop just short of puncturing a lung. No, that would keep him from effectively interrogating any intruder, after all. ]
[ It's only when he notes the familiar sensation of blood running over his fingers that he's able to rouse his mind along with the rest of his body, impatiently blinking away his own tiredness as he tries to figure out what the hell is going on. ]
Interesting. Even with the particularly bad mood that Sasuke's been in the past few days he manages to notice the change. ]
I've been training since I could walk, but that training intensified around age twelve or so. If you really want to know about push-ups specifically, I'd say I started at around fifteen a day. I didn't really have a need to push myself with those.
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Hey. I'm sorry about before. I was frustrated about a lot of things that weren't really your fault. And you weren't wrong about my expectations of you being in the wrong place right now.
I've been here long enough that things have changed and priorities are different than what they used to be, for plenty of good reasons. And if I can use what I've learned in that time to help people who didn't have to live through that, all the better. But I'm not trying to be pushy. I mean, I know I can definitely be that way regardless of my intentions, but I am trying.
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I haven't considered you my enemy regardless and I don't feel any significant anger towards you. I disagreed with you but I understood what you wanted to say. I just thought it was wrong.
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I mean, once you developed muscles, how many more push-ups could you do?
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