1x1 Silent Symphony & Of the Falls

[Veins Of Opal]

"Like I said, you've been improving." Vicente said with a smile, nodding to her. His crimson eyes were bright as he took his hand away from her bloodied cheek, wiping the blood onto his burgundy trousers.

[Falls]

[How cute! Your puppies are so adorable!]

Sigma let her hands drop as Vicente took his hand from her cheek. She crossed her arms loosely over her stomach and smiled, still leaning back against the wall. "How long do you think I'll last against Lucien now?" Of course, she knew she still couldn't best him. He'd had months of training and years of practice while she'd only had two sessions for last minute cramming.

[Veins Of Opal]

"Depends on what kind of mood he's in when he gets back." Vicente chuckled with a smile, the scent of her blood still painfully obvious to him, though he did his best to ignore that.

Lucien had finally made it to the forest, and was riding atop Shadowmere. He was still bleeding, though it had lightened up. The cloth wrapped around the wound was now soaked with the deep crimson blood, as well as the left half of his shirt. As Shadowmere galloped and jarred him painfully, he had no intentions of stopping to rest.

[Falls]

Sigma stood, taking her weight off the wall and walking towards the door. "Well, let's hope he's feeling submissive when he returns. I'd like to get a good piece out of him before he pins me again," she joked, giving Vicente's uninjured arm a light playful punch as she passed. "Is alright with you if I shower first, Vicente? Or do you want first dibs this time?" She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked back at him.

[Veins Of Opal]

"You can first, I don't mind." Vicente responded with a nod, making his way up the stairs as well, untying his long hair as he plopped down into his char with a sigh, stretching his limbs.

[Falls]

Sigma nodded and climbed the steps, turning and walking to Lucien's room first. She found a clean shirt and then made her way to the bathroom. Her shower didn't take as long as the last one and she was out in less than 15 minutes. She dressed, brushed her hair and then walked out, embarking in a quick search to find Vicente. Of course, he was back in his chair. She smiled. "Back at it again, hm? Spend any more time in that chair and you might make Lucien jealous," she teased.

[Veins Of Opal]

"But... it's comfy." Vicente pouted, sticking out his lower lip. He gave a chuckle, standing and brushing his hair back. "I'll be back." Vicente said as he headed off to the bathroom. He took his usual 30 minute shower, putting on a clean white shirt and jeans. He stepped out of the restroom, walking around barefoot as he looked around for Sigma.

[Falls]

Sigma was in the kitchen when Vicente finished his shower. She stood at the table looking down at the butcher knife that she had so carefully positioned as she braided her hair. The knife's reflection acted as her mirror and though it was a pretty ghetto mirror, it worked. She glanced up at Vicente as he walked in, offering him a quick smile before returning her gaze to her makeshift mirror. "Hey."

[Veins Of Opal]

"That's a... unique hairdo." Vicente chuckled, plucking an apple from the bowl on the table and sinking his teeth into it, his canines naturally creating deep gashes in the fruit. He sat down in the chair, looking to Sigma. "So... what's the relationship between you and Lucien...?" he asked curiously, though not pushily.

[Falls]

Sigma smirked down at the knife as she finished the last braid. "It's a practical hairdo," she countered as she dropped her hands and looked up at Vicente. Her smile disappeared at the mention of "Lucien" and "relationship" put into the same sentence. Shrugging, she picked up the butcher knife and returned it to its proper spot. "You're referring to the kiss, aren't you?" she mumbled, her expression unreadable. "I don't know, one minute I was calling him an idiot and throwing the usual sarcasm at him and then next, he's got this weird look on his face and he's kissing me." She let her hands rest on the edge of the counter, her back turned to Vicente. "I don't know why I kissed him back. I just... didn't want him to stop..."

She shook her head as if trying to shake the memory away. "Whatever. The only thing he's gonna be kissing now is my fist when he gets back." She looked up at Vicente, her expression half sad and half angry. "I know he thinks I'm Allison, but I'm not. I'm not gonna let him use me as his little trip down memory lane, and I'm gonna make sure he regrets it every time he calls me Allison again. And you can tell him that too."