In Another Time

[Gannicus]

god of the arena Gannicus walked slowly around the temple, that once held worship but now held the sounds of life. Blade striking blade, and people working toward a war that could not be won. He knew that they would die, but apart of him envied their hope for life. They honestly believed they could make a difference, and fight for freedom. Fool would all be dead by winter, but for they were choosing their own path. It left him on the edge of decision which felt like a cliff where his choice was to go either way. He wasn't sure yet which he should choose. Technology he was free, and did not have to fight any war. He would walk away and do as he choose--but he had learned that while in Rome there was no choice. There was only what Romans wanted you to do, and your power to at least pretend to have choice. Lifting his cup to his lips he drank of the water in his cup and wished it was fucking wine to help his mind from thinking so hard.

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[Chadara]

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Chadara noticed that the man that whose name she heard was Gannicus. So she made her way over to where he was with something she figured he would rather have than the water he'd been drinking. "You look like someone who'd rather have this over that." The blonde lifted the jug of wine that she located before sitting across from him. The ex body slave held the jug of wine out for the ex gladiator that was set free, but was now a rebel with the rest of them. Of course that is if he decides to stay with the other rebels and to fight the Romans that wanted to find the rebels that were hell bent  on finding the ex slaves.

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[Gannicus]

god of the arena "You look like someone who'd rather have this over that." Gannicus heard someone speak, and he turned only his head to look to where the voice came from. At first he only noticed what was in her hand, and judging by the words she offered he was willing to assume that it wasn't water in her hand. Thank fuck! Grinning he looked at her face, and was even more grateful to find her pretty. Not that he would not share cup or words with a woman who wasn't, but it was more enjoyable if she was. Tossing the water from his cup, he moved closer, "You would share wine with me?" He asked, knowing most didn't trust him yet--and with good reason. He still was a free man, and didn't yet plan to stay. He thought their fight foolish. That was enough that most did not embrace his presence here. And yet, this pretty girl was offering to share their limited wine with him. And perhaps if he was still the lucky son of bitch he normally was, she'd share more. He held out his cup to let her pour, "Graduate," for the drink, and even the company.

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[Chadara]

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Chadara smiled some when she saw that Gannicus was grinning, grateful to see the only freed slave there that wasn't a slave. This was the first time she's had  a chance to actually talk to him, let alone be this close to him even.  Her smile widened when she saw him tossing the water out of his cup that he'd been drinking out of. "Of course. If it is okay." She knew he was a free man and that at anytime if he ever wanted to that he could leave this place. Chadara was still getting used to her life as a slightly free slave than being a body slave for her dominus and his guest that usually came to visit that he sometimes shared her with. When Gannicus held his cup out that Chadara lifted the jug of wine up before pouring some into his cup. "You are welcome." Slowly she sat down on something nearby and set the jug of wine down on her lap.

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[Gannicus]

god of the arena Gannicus watched her as she poured the wine, and his eyes took in more then just her pretty face. He noticed that she had a build that was soft, rather then muscled bound. She was no warrior. If the Roman's attacked tonight, then she'd have no way of protecting herself. It angered him that this rebellion seemed to be a death trap for everyone involved. Women like this one had no place in war. "What name are you called?" he asked, "And where do you hail from?" he asked her, knowing that most knew of him if they didn't know him by name. She was sitting, and he knew it would be rude to keep standing. While there was little to sit on, there was beams from fallen structures, and he sat on them. This put him lower then her, and his eyes about even with her knees, since he sat almost on the ground. It left him with a wonderful view, and he grinned up at her, knowing damn well what he had done.

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[Chadara]

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Chadara realized that Gannicus was watching her as she poured the wine that she brought to him, smiling shyly as she stared down into the jug of wine. She knew she didn't belong among the other rebels like so many others do, mostly because she's never had fighting experience in her life. Not even when she'd first been sold to her now ex dominus villa that she pretty much grew up in along with Nasir as well. "Chadara." Was her quiet response to his question. "Greece I was taken at a young age and sold into slavery. What about you? What land do you come from?" Chadara had heard stories about Gannicus years ago, but she couldn't remember everything from the stories that she heard. Especially since she had long ago given up hope for freedom or to be rescued from the life she's had since she became of age. Slowly she looked up at Gannicus when she noticed he was moving so she watched as he sat down on some of the fallen beams that had fallen. She blushed some when she realized that he was lower than she was. When she saw him grinning at her that she blushed even more, her cheeks getting a little more red, but this was nothing like what she felt when her dominus was alive. Chadara set the jug of wine onto the floor before looking at Gannicus again. "Do you desire me?" She scooted closer to Gannicus, smiling softly at him.

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[Gannicus]

god of the arena She gave her name and spoke of where he was from, an Gannicus knew she would offer his in return. Judging by how she hadn't asked for his name she knew of him, but the question she asked was harder to answer. He knew he was a Celt, but he had been taken so young he knew little else. He didn't know what it meant to be a Celt. "I am a Celt," he explained, but didn't give any details on it either. He didn't talk about his past, mostly because he didn't like thinking of it. Thank fuck she turned the conversation away from where they were from to a topic he could speak on with ease. She asked if he desired her. And he did. Before answering, Gannicus let his eyes take in her legs once again, and then he leaned back slightly to look at her face easier. "I have found my eyes on you more then once," he told her, a grin spreading over his lips now that they were talking about a favored topic. "and have enjoyed the sight." she was a beautiful woman, and had been willing to share the wine! Both things had gained his sole attention on her.

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[Chadara]

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The stories she's heard use to keep her spirits up when she needed it the most while in her dominus' presence or when she was needed as a body slave for her dominus and his guest. For Chadara it had been hard for her to remember her family like her parents or her sister who long ago abandoned her to a life of slavery. "I've never met a Celt before." Of course she wasn't going to force Gannicus to talk about anything he didn't wish to talk about, especially with how she understood how hard it is to talk about a home you barely remember. When Chadara saw Gannicus' eyes looking at her legs that she smiled some before teasing him by lifting up her rags of the outfit she's worn since the day Spartacus freed her from her bonds from her dominus. "As have I. I laid eyes upon you the first time you were here." The first moment she laid eyes upon Gannicus that she couldn't keep her gaze from straying towards him at any given moment. "Why not approach me sooner as you have desired so?" He was quite handsome from just looking at him from the distances she usually tended to be from him.

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[Gannicus]

god of the arena Gannicus ignored her when she said she had never meet a Celt before, and grinned a pleased grin when she lifted her clothes and asked him why he had not acted on his desire yet. A fair question for he had never not acted on it. Gannicus knew the answer was that he had not planned to stay, and was trying to restore his imagine in his brother's mind--since he had fallen so low when he had taken that brother's wife to his bed....twice. And professed his love for her. And played a part in her death. And then lied about it. And then left. Yet now he lingered, and his mind was drawn to other amusements. One that he did not often abstain from. Like pretty little former slave girl. "I had other pressing matters that demanded attention." He told her, not going into detail, "But not ones that kept my eyes from taking note of you." He lifted his hand and held it out to her, inviting her to come sit on his lap. There were in view of others, but if she was willing then they could walk else where! "Join me, and we will both correct mistake of not pursuing desires."

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[Chadara]

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Sometimes Chadara had to use do things like this to get protection so she felt safe and knew for quite a while that she didn't belong with any of the rebels. But at the moment with Gannicus, she knew she didn't have to worry about any of that with him there, especially since she's had her eyes on him for quite a while. Lately she's been wanting to be near him, to get to know him better and she desired him for quite a while even which she couldn't quite shake no matter how hard she tries to. Usually Chadara threw herself at men, but something about Gannicus kept her from doing so, probably because she didn't want to ruin things like what did with Rhaskos and Donar when sh tried getting with both of them. "You do not need to explain the details to me." She wasn't going to pressure him into telling her what it was that was important to him. "You took note of me?" She stood up from where she was sitting and took his offered hand, smiling softly down at him from where she was standing. "I'll gladly join you."

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[Gannicus]

god of the arena Gannicus found his gin freezing for a second when she told him he didn't need to explain, and then turning into a rare genuine smile. She understood, and wasn't going to ask questions. Everyone he had talked to thus far had wanted to ask questions, and pry into what was between him and his injured brother. He didn't want to talk about it, he wanted to bury himself in drink and women and forget about it. The fact that she wasn't going to press made him not mind spending more time talking to her. She stood, and took his hand, which allowed him to pull her into his lap, and for him to hold her there while they spoke. "I have never met a Greek," he told her with a teasing tone. A peace offering for his earlier grumpiness. And then to answer other question, "A woman as beautiful as you stands apart with ease." And she was beautiful, and clearly well cared for at least physically by her master as she lacked any major scars. Though he knew the emotional ones ran deeper. "Do you have a man here?" He asked, not caring if she did but wanting to know if he woulds watch out for an angry man. With her in his lap, one arm stayed back to help balance them, while the other rested on her knee. It had been a long time since he found a woman that he had wanted to lay with just for pleasure, rather then one he had purchased for coin. The thought unsettled him, but he welcomed the return of something light, rather then a darker emotion.

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[Chadara]

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Chadara smiled as well when she saw the genuine smile, hers being genuine and caring that she rarely gave to people. She understood why he didn't want to talk much about what it was about the injured male that was brought in after the arena had fallen, knowing full well that it was probably a tough subject for the ex gladiator. Of course she knew it probably had something to do with the injured male because she's seen Gannicus lurking around where Oenomaus was. She giggled when Gannicus pulled her into his lap, a soft but shy smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "The famous Gannicus has not met a Greek? Now that is a surprise." She teased him right back, the smile still gracing her features. "Beauty is another thing. I do not know what beauty is like, except for what my dominus saw in me." Her dominus never wanted to scar any of his slaves, let alone any of his precious body slaves like her or Nasir, which is why neither of them bore no scars on any parts of their bodies. Although the emotional scars would always be there, no matter how hard Chadara wishes them away, but keeping them at bay as well as hidden from people was what she'd do, so no one could see her emotional scars. "No man. Only man I had was my dominus." Her dominus was the only man she's ever actually had, but now she had no man. One of her hands rested on the Celt's chest while the other hand rested on Gannicus' hand that was on her knee. Being this close to Gannicus made Chadara felt safe that she hasn't felt in a very long time and it calmed her to her core, trusting the Celt and grateful for him too.

She Who Has a Good Heart

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