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Post by Gannicus on Jul 7, 2017 18:11:56 GMT
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Gannicus just stood there naked and watched his friend struggle with whatever was happening in his head, and he knew what was coming. It always happened. He found something good, and it was taken from him. Melitta. Marcia. Though the later had not been once he had strong emotions for, he had softened and come to care for her. Now Agron. One who had slipped under his skin before he knew it was happening. The knowledge that he was driven them apart too angered him. Made his words sound angry too. "It is not fucking reputation that concerns me," "Then speak fucking direct, and stop speaking in circles!" He demanded, not knowing what the fuck was happening here but wanting it to be over.
He wasn't good with pretty words. He would never be able to speak what he was feeling. He knew it was unfair to force his friend to do the same. Right now he only wanted to brush this off as a one night thing and let them return to being friends. Clearly Agron wished this night had never happened. "Just as you want for cock or cunt to warm your bed when drink clouds judgment." Gannicus didn't step backwards, but he might as well have after that insult. He had never apologized or hid who he was. Now a trusted friend was throwing it back at his face, after a night Gannicus had often thought of. One that he had enjoyed and hoped to repeat. Now he knew the trust of it. Once again he would not be with the one he cared for, because he might be champion of the arena, but he would never be first in anyone's heart.
"Drink did not cloud my judgment to where I did not fucking choose my actions. I knew who I fucking too to bed. I fucking choose treasured friend, and awaken to bitter stranger." If he wasn't naked he would storm out. "Take regrets and go judge elsewhere. I will have none of either." He demanded in s low tone, that lacked the heat of before, as he turned his back to his friend, and looked for the wine, moving toward it. Now he really needed a fucking drink, because this was the feelings he often drank away. He wanted the numb. The ability to forget for a moment the hell he lived in.
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Post by Gannicus on Jul 7, 2017 17:30:53 GMT
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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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Post by Gannicus on Jul 6, 2017 19:15:58 GMT
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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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Post by Gannicus on Jul 6, 2017 2:04:30 GMT
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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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Post by Gannicus on Jul 6, 2017 0:08:08 GMT
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"It is fucking drink that brought us to present circumstance." Agron said, moving to begin dressing, and Gannicus realized that his friend did indeed hold regrets from this morning...last night. It made him once again think of how he had loved another but not been allowed to love her either. Only think time it was not a brother he was stealing love from, but loving a brother. It took him a moment to even realized he had just admitted to himself how he felt about Agron in his mental anger.
"Fuck," he muttered under his breath, moving to stand but not bothering to cover his nakedness. If his friend was going to leave, he was going to take his time wallowing in more drink and trying to forget this awful feeling. He knew there wasn't much he had done in his life that would make a driven, and passionate man like Agron think of him as more then the amusing drunk, but he had allowed himself to forget to hold someone at arms distance for a while, and ow he was paying the price.
"It is not head that requires curing." Just the fucking good mood he had had upon awakening. Gannicus put his hands on his hips, and stared at his brother with a bent brow and unamused expression. "You are not woman with reputation to loose," he said, his anger at himself showing through his words. "Do not act as if you did not want this last night. My ass proves otherwise!"
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Post by Gannicus on Jul 3, 2017 2:50:54 GMT
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Post by Gannicus on Jul 3, 2017 1:58:23 GMT
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"Is there enough for your friends as well?" She asked and he drank from the pitcher before answering, "I give no fuck, I am not mother." She could drink her fill, and he wouldn't let anyone say anything to her about it. They could go find their own wine, if they were of a mind to drink their fill. Gannicus had found this one, and he was going to enjoy it. If it loosened her lips, and gave him knowledge to her purpose then he would welcome the sharing of it.
He didn't not trust her, but he didn't understand her. If she was a favored slave, how run when Crassus had their backs to a wall? Did she not know they would all be dead by morning? They had escaped, but she could not have known they would. It had been a risk, and one he wondered why she took. "Is it common for a camp full of warriors to fear one small woman?" He looked back at her followers, which were breaking away the more he took notice of them out of fear of anything he might say to them. "When one is favored by Marcus Crassus, they seek a way to deliver message though means they have too them." He explained, knowing there were many who would love to hurt her in order to get to the Roman.
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Post by Gannicus on Jul 3, 2017 1:13:58 GMT
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Gannicus wasn't sure he would ever be ready to take up a position of being called a leader. He did not like the fancy plans that Spartacus and Crassus played at, and was more impulsive toward his actions. He didn't want anyone's life in his hands, and gave little care to his own. He never really had. It was what made him a great gladiator . . . and not he was not even that anymore. After five years of wondering around with no purpose, he was learning to find a place with the men here. It felt good, but he still disappeared in to the wine in order to not think and feel so much.
It was also why he disappeared into the women. He had taken note of the pretty little slave that once belonged to their Roman foe, but had not spoken to her before. His eyes had not missed the way some of the others followed her, as if wanting to catch her alone. He watched as she moved toward the wine, and reached for it just as she did to give pause to her actions. "There is enough to share," he told her, trying to figure out why she was admits the others when she normally kept to herself. He reached for a cup, poured her some and held it out to her. He looked back at the men following her, and then at her face, not commenting on them unless she did.
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Post by Gannicus on Jul 3, 2017 1:04:56 GMT
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It would not be the first time that someone had awoken to regreats fromt he night before, but it was the first time that Gannicus had not wanted it to be so. Before if they had, he would have laughed it off and went on his way with little fuss, but this time he knew that if Agron showed signs of regrets that he would not be able to shake it off to easy. THe feeling was unwelcome.
"Out of the three," he began, keeping his voice light and amused as best as he could, "we have only fallen short on one." It might have been in poor timing, but Gannicus had learned long enough to hide his true feelings under a laugh. There had only been once before when he could not...with his brother's wife. He knew that with Agron he was starting to feel the same pull, and it made him feel the need for a drink, so it would numb the thinking and allow him to carry on. "More wine will cure your head!" He watched his friend, not speaking more until he knew the tone that hte morning would have.
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Post by Gannicus on Jul 2, 2017 22:11:39 GMT
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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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Post by Gannicus on Jul 1, 2017 0:51:17 GMT
 That is the nicest thing I have seen all day!
Besides my face in the mirror
Nothing is better then when a friend knows you need a hug,
and hugs you without your need to ask for it!
It shows a common empathy that makes you
feel like you're not alone.
Friend hugs are the best!
Even if the hugs come in the form of flowers,
or midnight phone calls,
or just sitting in silence because neither want to be alone.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 29, 2017 17:58:42 GMT
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"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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Post by Gannicus on Jun 29, 2017 17:11:23 GMT
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Gannicus lived in a flat with his two best mates. The three of them had a three room place with a shared kitchen, TV area, and one bathroom. Gannicus owned a bar near the docks, where a lot unsavory people visited. He loved it. Spending his nights drinking and fucking, and his days recovering to do it again. It helped him think less about what he was doing, and he could forget that he didn't care when he could pretend to be having fun.
Walking out to the main rooms, he saw both his friends there. "Good morning," he muttered, as he passed the clock. Talking a step back to look at it again he muttered, "good afternoon." This time however, it was with a cheeky grin. He went to the fridge and pulled out some OJ that he didn't buy and drank from the container before putting it back, and begin to scavenge for food in the cabinets. Finding some cereal he pulled it out, and looked for a a dish to put it in. Finding all the bowls dirty he grinned--it had been his turn to wash dishes but he hadn't done it in a few days. Pulling out a dirty bowl he put plastic wrap over the dirty bowl and poured the cereal over that so he had a 'clean' bowl to use. Solved!
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 29, 2017 2:25:54 GMT
I am not much of a hand-writer but I will pen-pal the hell out of anyone who can put up with me! . . . . until I get lazy and just resort to texting you. I am a big texter. I rather text someone then talk to them!
BUT FOR YOU I WOULD TRY!
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 29, 2017 1:44:16 GMT
I sent you mine! And as I collect post cards I will send you one back! Thanks, bro-nerd!
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