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Where are the slice of life roleplays? 💔
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Sometimes the best things in life come when you least expect them! 🥰
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Location Colosseum, New Rome
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When Noah Hayes made her way down to the colosseum to witness the sparring matches as she had done for the last thirteen years, she was in a hell of a good mood. The solstice festival was always a fun time, and the exposure it provided to her smithing business meant booked schedules and a nice boost of money in her pocket. She’d started off that morning with a joint of her favorite peach herbal indulgence from her bestie Grover's ganja store, followed by the largest cup of caramel iced latte that was sold in downtown New Rome. Thoroughly content, the young woman pranced to the colosseum, making a mental note of all the bets she would place to hopefully get even more money in her pockets. She decided to check the roster one last time to double-check her choices… And noticed her name listed under the veterans sparring bracket.

“Goddamn it…”

During one of Noah’s and big brother Ashton’s many collaborative smithing sessions in her workshop, the topic of participating in this year’s solstice tournament had come up. As to be expected, the redhead immediately roared with laughter at the thought. When she retired from legionnaire life, she had also shut the door on anything involving voluntary combat. Ten forced years of being a soldier under someone else’s command, being forced to do drill after drill after drill rain or shine, pushing her body to its physical limits each and every time, participating in quests that very much put her and her people’s lives on the line… She wouldn’t dream of doing something like that again. The last time she’d been in that arena was to celebrate the culmination of her mandatory service, and she had vowed to never step foot in it once more. But unfortunately for Noah, the idea had fully burrowed into Ashton’s brain. She had protested and tried her hardest to convince him against it, but the best she could do was come to a happy medium: they would both join the tournament together.

Gritting her teeth and mentally cursing herself, the daughter of Vulcan made her way to the colosseum’s “locker rooms”. She made sure to shoot a few death glares at Ashton while they waited their turn, but wished him good luck all the same. Eventually, it was her turn, and she trudged to the arena with her axe in hand and body in full Minerva-gifted armor.

She didn't know whether this year's participants weren't as skilled as other years, or maybe she wasn't anywhere near as bad as she thought she was. But even with the disadvantage of being high on weed, full of coffee and completely out of practice, Noah somehow found herself claiming a spot in the top 8 of the veterans bracket. As reluctant as she'd been to participate in the first place, the redhead had to admit that watching the pride in Ashton and Derex's faces and listening to their cheers brought her the same warm, comforting feeling she got when her smithing work was praised. That fuzzy feeling soon evaporated, though, when she watched her brother forfeit the match against Gigi Russo, thus making her the next one in line to fight the daughter of Pluto.

“Yo, what the fuck?!” Noah yelled at her brother, watching in disbelief as the young man bowed to his opponent and left the arena without another word. That wasn’t part of the plan! If she had known that forfeiting was an option, she wouldn’t have even bothered to go through these matches like a damn show pony at the Kentucky Derby– ‘pride, honor and glory’ be damned.

Now, she was faced with two options. One: she could do the same thing Ashton had done by forfeiting the match and going back to her regularly scheduled, strictly spectator activities. Or two: she could go forward with the match and win the bet, leaving herself open to potential injuries in the process.

As much as she wanted to cop out and choose the first option, Noah went with the second one instead. She might have been known for being lazy, but never for backing out of a challenge she’d started or leaving things unfinished. She had already gotten this far, right? Might as well just see the damn thing through.

Contrary to Derex losing to Avery Pierce, the Hayes girl’s defeat came to nobody’s surprise. She put on a valiant display of talent and skill, unexpectedly giving Gigi a bit of a challenge in the beginning. Ultimately, it was the daughter of Pluto who came out victorious, thus marking the conclusion of Noah’s participation in the tournament. She might not have won the competition, but she’d won her bet against Ashton and survived the whole thing with minimal injuries. All in all, it was a pretty successful outcome.

After a quick visit to the medical tent to heal her wounds and get clearance from Lucius, Noah set off in the direction of the cavea. She’d been planning to buy a beer and finish watching the rest of the matches when the familiar figure of a towering, dark-haired man caught her attention.

“Hey Lulu,” Noah called out to him, closing the distance between them. The daughter of Vulcan took up position right beside Luka Bolea, probably looking amusingly childish standing next to him and his twelve inches of height advantage over her. Centurion Bolea, as he preferred to be referred to (though Noah only called him that to tease him), was as strict with himself as he was with the legionnaires under his command. He didn’t accept laziness or excuses, nor was he ever satisfied with people giving anything less than their 100%. To him, losing meant failure: that he hadn't given his all and was being punished for it. If she knew him as well as she did (and she hoped she did, considering the many hours they'd spent together having heart-to-hearts behind closed doors), Noah guessed that Luka was beating himself up for the loss. “You holding up okay?”
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Interacting WithAshton @xAlter, Luka @Thayr
MentionsGrover, Derex, Delaney, Gigi, Lucius







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🌺 LOCATION 🌺 Colosseum Cavea (seating area)
🌺 INTERACTING WITH 🌺 Derex @Altered Tundra
🌺 MENTIONS 🌺 Avery @Sugar and Spite
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When Eden Ashford set her sights on Derex Steiner, she was aware that having him would come at a high price. There were many reasons why the daughter of Aphrodite had been instantly smitten with the well-known son of Mars. His bravery, fearlessness, brute strength, protective instincts and selfless way in which he looked out for others before himself were some of the items on the never-ending list of reasons she had to love him as deeply as she did. But the same qualities that made her swoon were also the root causes of her frequent, constant, underlying state of anxiety.

Every time Derex agreed to a sparring match, demonstration or exhibition, Eden smiled and nodded in support while physically fighting back the urge to cry. As much as she knew Rex could hold his own better than anyone else she knew, her mind couldn’t help but focus on all the things that could go catastrophically wrong. One miscalculation or incorrect step, and her dearly beloved could be permanently injured, disabled or even deceased. But what else could she do? Warfare and battle were not just a part of his identity: they were in his blood, and embedded into every fiber of his being. So rather than sit around at home worried to the point of physical sickness about what could be happening, Eden would do as she had done since the beginning of their relationship: taking a deep breath, squaring her shoulders and being there for her boyfriend.

This year’s summer solstice was no different. With how much he missed being in the center of the action, Rex being one of the first people to volunteer for the veterans’ sparring bracket came to nobody’s surprise. If the blonde didn’t know any better, she would’ve said that Rex’s name was on the list before it even made it to the public. From her carefully selected vantage point in the colosseum’s cavea, Eden watched with a mixture of pride, admiration and apprehension as the love of her life proudly entered the battle arena he loved so much. Cheers and applause filled the air as the behemoth of a man made his way in, eventually standing tall right in the middle of space with his signature hammer in hand. It wasn’t long until his first opponent made her own entrance, and shortly after that, their battle began.

What followed was a tense Eden bearing witness to each of Derex’s matches with bated breath-- grimacing, gasping and wincing at every punch, kick, blow or strike her boyfriend received. The calming tea Lilith had made her earlier could only do so much to soothe her distress, and the daughter of Aphrodite often had to stop herself from digging her nails into her skin hard enough to draw blood. That familiar feeling of an invisible hand tightly squeezing her chest-- the one that warned her about a loved one being in imminent danger-- refused to abandon her all throughout. Momentary relief was offered after Rex won his first match and the other veterans took center stage. But by the time his second match began, this time with the beautiful and equally powerful Avery Pierce, the effects of the tea had all but disappeared.

Sharing a soultie with the two veterans actively trying to incapacitate each other meant that Eden’s “spidey” senses were in overdrive. She’d spend the majority of that match with her eyes tightly squinted shut, purposely looking away but still keeping out a listening ear to follow the occurrences of the match in her own way. The agony of not knowing exactly what was happening was nauseating, but it was still better than watching her soulmate get hurt and being unable to do anything to stop it. After what felt like an eternity, a collective gasp echoed across the colosseum, and Eden’s eyelids flew open just in time to watch Derex fall to the ground with a smile on his face. Instinctively, the daughter of Aphrodite jumped up from her seat and raced to the arena as the event’s medical crew carried her boyfriend away, pushing away any person that got in her way. She was stopped at the gates by the veterans assigned to be security detail, who had to both physically restrain the surprisingly strong blonde and reassure her that Rex’s injuries were not fatal and he’d be reunited with her shortly. Still not convinced but unable to do anything other than wait, the defeated woman returned to her seat, anxiously tapping her foot and watching her surroundings like a hawk for any sign of her beloved.

When Derex finally made his way over to her, took her in his arms and kissed her, Eden allowed herself to relax. She fought back against the overwhelming impulse to collapse into sobs of relief-- the last thing she wanted was to make things about herself or put a damper on her boyfriend’s good mood with overreactions or oversensitivity. Instead, she shifted her attention to the fearless warrior who had returned to her mostly in one piece, albeit with some new bruises, and broken bones to add to his never-ending list of injuries.

“I almost had her too,” Eden heard Rex say as he leaned against her shoulder. “Hope you’ve been enjoying the show regardless, Mein Ein und Alles.”

Eden let out a panicked, shaky laugh at his remark, ignoring the red, crescent-shaped marks in her arms and the way her muscles were aching from the prolonged period of tension. “I’m just glad you’re okay,” she replied with that tell-tale tremble her voice always took on after witnessing him being in the throes of combat, kissing his head and resting her head against his.
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