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003 ⻰ EYE OF THE TIGER [OPEN]

WHO: Danny Rand

theimmortalweapon
WHERE: Between Inn & House 48 + @ House 48
WHEN: First Half of October
OPEN TO: EVERYONE
WARNINGS: N/A

DOJO; HOUSE 54 ⻰ Early Oct

Rose and Danny had spent a few weeks looking at all of the available houses before finding one that they both approved of; then they had to get Elena's approval. This led them to House 54. It had to be cleaned but that didn't take that long. Danny called in a few favors and he had the help of his two beautiful housemates. It was nice to live with people again, even if the Elena-Rose tag team was intimidating a times.

With the house mostly cleaned, Danny poured all of his remaining energy into getting the first floor set up as a Dojo. The kitchen would remain untouched and usable. The dining room connected to that will be left mostly untouched; with the couch from the family room pushed against the far wall to be used as a make-shift infirmary for anyone who manages to injure themselves. Danny didn't think it was going to happen but he figured it would appease anyone who was a doctor, i.e. Claire, to know that some precautions had been taken. The last two large rooms would be cleared; one room was to be used for sparring, meditation and Danny's lessons while the other room was to be set up with punching bags and practice dummies.

It's a very large undertaking and that didn't even include the obstacle course Rose wanted to put outside or the targets Danny wanted to set up so he, and anyone else, could learn archery. There was a lot to do but at least they had all the time in the world.

Danny could be found at different stages of his projects throughout the month: attempting to use the cushion from his bed to pad the sparring room floor, cleaning (which was a task that was never truly complete), staring at the area around the house to figure out how they were going to set things up outside, grumbling about wanting his I-pod back, swinging sticks to see if he can use them as practice swords, making an open & closed sign for the front door and a handful of other tasks where it was impossible to tell what Danny was trying to do.

A few days into the project, Danny sent out a text for help and would be on the lookout for anyone who was eager to lend a hand or interested in training.

TRICK OR TREAT; LIAR LIAR ⻰ Oct 12th

Danny was cutting a path from the inn to his house when he stumbled across a sizable green melon. It was perfectly grown and he couldn't pass up the chance for something delicious and fresh. Honey dew was common enough, or maybe a seed had dropped while people were working at the garden that was near the inn?

It made perfect sense for it to be there.

Except that it didn't.

The moment that Danny touched the melon it vanished in a puff of white smoke. He coughed and waved the offending air away before looking down at the empty ground. "What?" A block of ice settled in the pit of his stomach chilling him through. "This is awesome." He paused again, looking confused. It absolutely wasn't awesome, it was awful. Danny had no idea what he was saying.

"I'm perfectly fine. " His hand briefly pulled over his mouth. "Fuck." He swore loudly and kicked at the ground. He had no idea what was going on and for the next hour he was going to have a hard time communicating with people.

WILD CARD

[ooc: This is Danny's post for all of October so if you want anything for this month please let me know! I am totally doing the bingo with him so we can always select something fun from that too. Danny is Hunter Green Scrubs; which is very fitting. Hit me up though!

mizuyoko I am happy to write any starters too.

Equipment in the Dojo will be sparse and non-existent for a while, it will be reasonable and based on threads Danny has with people or handwaved talking. The list of all equipment will be on his Sixth Iteration information post HERE and it is important to note that he will not be making everything he thinks he's going to make because he doesn't know how to make most of these things. Please check the list if you'd like to write a thread in the Dojo, assume wooden floors and basic drywall unless noted.]

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His arm wrapped around her thin waist, pulling their bodies flush together. The water around them rippled and echoed as if they were in their own little oasis where nothing in this twisted world could touch them. "Wow." He exhaled the word against her lips and desperately wanted to kiss her again.

Danny's free hand trailed along her hair line before curling against the back of her neck and pulling her into another kiss.

Warmth blossomed in his chest as well as his groin as the pleasant heat of the pool surrounded them. A low hungry growl rumbled through his throat as they kissed.

He didn't want to stop and there was no guessing what he wanted to do next.

Wow was right. And Sam usually made fun of people who said 'wow' because it was the least specific word imaginable.

This so wasn't how she'd expected the day to play out. And she still didn't really know where it was going, but she didn't care. Sometimes, the body just knew what to do. Sometimes.

She coiled one arm around his shoulders, entangling her leg around his as she kissed back.

The vampire, the creature known only for its consumption, wanted nothing more than to be consumed.

Sam would have found the thought very poetic. If she was of a mind to analyze it. The funny thing was, she never really thought of herself as poetic. But it didn't matter. Not right now.

Time blurred in a tangle of limbs and touching as what little clothes they were wearing were tossed to the side. Danny was only vaguely aware of the springs, the cold crisp air and the buzz of the forest around them; he lost himself in Sam, breathing her in and letting every aspect of her surround him.

Time slowed back down and Danny held Sam firmly against his chest. His breathing was heavy but steady as they lounged along a rock with all but their shoulders beneath the water.

He pressed a kiss against the top of her head and inhaled the scent that clung to her hair. He liked the red, it was sexy as hell and Danny really didn't know why she hid it. He didn't really care though, it got to see it, and that warmed a cold place inside of him.

Sam was no blushing virgin. Nor was she a hopeless romantic, like some of her friends from back home. Generally, she viewed sex as something akin to putting together furniture from Ikea. Only less complicated.

This was different.

It was so different that she knew once her brain caught up with the rest of her, she would have a hard time trying to parse out how step 1 led to step 2 led to step 3. And maybe that's why she wasn't ready to let her over-analytic mind kick in again.

Not just yet.

Not when she was enjoying the unusual serenity that fell over her, wrapping her up like a blanket. She lay still against Danny's chest, feeling his pulse pound in hers. She liked the way that felt. Liked pretending that it was her own. It expressed the way she felt, in a way she couldn't. Excited and exhausted and strangely at peace.

She felt his kiss on her hair and turned her face, setting her chin against his collarbone. Anything she said now would absolutely for sure ruin the moment. So she settled with a very, very simple, "Hi."

Danny's mouth curled into a smile. "Hi." He had no idea what else to say either. It had happened and his brain was to fuzzy to figure out how it had happened. Maybe because they'd been naked in the hot springs? Danny wasn't sure if that was the only reason. He'd been stubbornly interested in Sam's progress from the day that they met and he didn't know why.

She was strong but it wasn't the kind of strength he was used to seeing. It wasn't physical strength or even emotional strength but something inside of herself that she didn't even realize was there. She didn't think she could do anything but she kept going.

Inner strength.

It was beautiful. She was beautiful.

Danny knew that he'd fuck up whatever this was the moment he spoke, which was why he said nothing for a long few minutes. His thumb glides along her shoulder as he focuses on the tired weight to his limbs. "How are you feeling?"

"Like I just had sex in a hot spring," she replied. It was her typical, wry edge. But something more. A bit of a fondness that she rarely expressed. She was fond of Danny. Yes. She'd known that from the start. But she hadn't quite realized...

Well. It was something more than mere fondness. Something she didn't have a name for just yet.

She pressed her palms against his chest, sitting up a little bit, with her legs still wrapped around him. Her braid had come completely undone, leaving a mess of tangles around her shoulders. The heat from the water, from Danny's skin, had left the wispy hair around her temples sightly curled. The Little Mermaid, she wasn't. But something in the way he was looking at her made her feel kind of sexy.

A 'you make me feel like a natural woman' sort of sexy.

"What about you?" she asked. What she really, really wanted to ask was close to the surface of her thoughts, but she tamped it down for the moment.

Danny's smile widens at the sight of Sam's hair curling around her cheeks. One hand slowly drags up the smooth curve of her back to brush a curl red strand away from her temple. Her hair was so soft but Danny figured that all girls had soft hair... not that he has a large sample to pull from.

"I'm not sure there are words for it." He rested his hand on her shoulder before running the tips of his fingers down her bicep, pausing at her elbow.

"You're beautiful. I wish you could see it the way I do."

He was kind of a dork.

Oh, that was a line. Something right out of an early 1990s rom com starring Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. It was hard not to laugh. But her body did shiver a little with amusement.

Sam dropped her forehead against his chest a moment, to hide the smile. Okay, she really needed to ask. "Danny..."

She looked up at him again, wondering how the hell to put it delicately. But then again, she was never delicate, was she?

"Have you ever...done this...before, I mean?" She overlapped her palms, resting her chin on the back of her hand. "Not a critique, just a question."

"What?" His brow furrowed and his lips parted in a moment of surprise. "I'm not celibate just because I'm a monk!" That said, his cheeks pinked slightly and his anger reared its ugly head.

"I haven't really had time to focus on this kind of thing."

He met Sam's gaze, a look of confusion edging around his features.

"Why?"

That was answer enough. She smiled at him, reaching out to touch his cheek, to cup it in her palm. "Relax. I just..." She struggled to find her words. Her brain was still pleasantly lethargic. "I don't know the rules. For. This." She assumed that there were rules. There were always rules.

She traced the pad of her thumb along his cheekbone. He was so...pretty. It wasn't a word she often applied to boys. Especially boys with beards.

It just suited him.

All of him. His body was...just awesome.

Maybe that was the crux of it. She wanted rules that...meant this might happen again. But she was pretty sure that hook-ups were a one-time thing. Weren't they? Or was this a hook-up at all? She'd never felt...not back when she was on the club scene. Of course, the only boy who'd ever paid her a bit of attention was also a fairly harsh critic.

Rules? Danny had no idea what she was talking about but then again, girls were a bit of a mystery to him. Maybe there were rules and he had never been clued in to what they were?

He shivered as her finger ran along his chin. That... shouldn't feel that nice.

"What rules?" He finally asked, when it didn't seem like Sam was going to explain herself. Danny was on new ground and had no idea what he was doing. He only knew that he felt amazing, Sam felt amazing and he wanted to keep feeling that way.

"You know...the rules."

But he didn't know. He hadn't done this before. And Sam had...barely even bothered. In that way, they were sort of a perfect set. Equally matched in their complete cluelessness.

A smile ghosted across her lips

She set both palms on his chest again. "Like...when we get out of the water...which I have no intention of doing for a long time...are things going to go right back to the way they were or...are they going to change?"

Danny didn't look like he understood what she met. "Change?" She'd have better luck talking to a brick wall.

"Sam, things have already changed. You can't just avoid things changing." Maybe he didn't exactly know what they were talking about but there was some topics that Danny felt very strongly about.

Whatever happened next, things couldn't go back to how they were.

"No, no, you're right," she said, pretty sure she hadn't expressed things as clearly as necessary. "It's Newtonian. For ever action there's an equal and opposite reaction. I guess I'm just wondering...what that reaction is going to be."

She couldn't very well ask him if he was going to ignore her and pretend it had never happened.

Maybe it would be easier if she could.

She set her cheek against his shoulder. Her brain was starting to unfreeze and she didn't like it.

"I don't know." His breath brushed against her forehead as his arms looped protectively around her. "I don't think we need to think about it to hard." Not with something like this anyway. "We'll just let things happen, however they might happen."

He wouldn't force anything on her or declare anything that made her uncomfortable. Danny was happy and even if that happiness only lasted this moment, he'd treasure it.

"You're still my student and you better listen to me during lessons." He stated in a matter of fact tone. "So no distractions while we train."

There was absolutely going to be distractions but Danny could pretend that his libido wasn't completely enthralled by Sam.

"Just let things happen," Sam repeated. She supposed she liked that answer. It indicated that things could happen. There were way too many closed doors in her life as it was. Leaving one open every now and then wasn't exactly an unpleasant idea. Without any promises that could be broken. She'd had her fill of those too.

She nodded slightly, which turned into a little nuzzle against his arm. It felt very, very comfortable, being here. But then, Sam had never exactly had the whole 'cuddle experience' after.

For the first time, she was getting the appeal.

"Okay," she muttered, closing her eyes. "But I'm not calling you 'Yoda' any more. I've seen you naked now and you're way too hot to be a Muppet."

Danny didn't want to promise anything because he didn't know how long he'd be here or how Sam would feel in the morning. He was her teacher and he took that role seriously and mixing more with that was... complicated. Promising was dangerous, even if it was something he really wanted.

He leaned forward and inhaled the sweet scent of her hair.

"Thanks." A low warm chuckle rumbled through his chest. "I think." He was curious what her new nickname was going to be but that'd have to likely wait for another day.

"We should head back soon." He paused and gently bit his lower lip. "Do you want to stay over tonight?" Danny was more or less asking her to sleep on the floor with him because that's where he slept... He was also begging both Rose and Elena to tease the crap out of him.

Just when she thought Danny couldn't surprise her any more...

She looked up at him and for the briefest flicker, it was all gone. That mask she wore, that face that said she'd seen too much and done too much to ever be wide-eyed again. It was all gone. And she was there, looking very much her age.

Utterly baffled.

It was gone in the next moment.

But the shock remained. She'd never been asked that before. "Well," she said, "I guess that depends. On what you want your room mates to know." Because yes, Sam knew both Elena and Rose. Not well. But well enough. She waggled her eyebrows, trying to look playful. But she really hoped he wasn't going to...change his mind.

Guys did that. A lot.

"They don't have to know anything." He paused and then quickly added. "And we don't have to do anything but I like laying like this." Elena and Rose could think whatever they want and they could tell him but a gentleman didn't kiss and tell and Danny was a gentleman.

There was another long awkward pause.

"I sleep on the floor." For full disclosure.

Sam didn't sleep. She could. But waking up was impossibly scary when she didn't know when she'd be able to feed again. But like Danny, she was enjoying the feeling of another person's skin against hers.

She didn't want to give that up.

"I've slept in worse places," she replied. Which was true enough. It didn't matter though. She planted a kiss on his shoulder. "I think I can handle the floor."

A low amused chuckle rumbled through Danny's chest as she kissed his shoulder. He hadn't realized it but his heart had somehow jumped into his throat and was waiting for her answer. Now he could breathe again.

"We should head back."

He didn't want someone to find them both naked in the hot springs, THAT would be awkward.

Well. If they had to.

With one final, languid kiss, she pulled away, drifting back into the water, then moving over to one of the ledges to collect her clothing.

She got the funny feeling that maybe she was at the start of something. It was a nice change. Her life had too many closed doors in it.

Danny watched her for a few minutes and then rose to collect his clothes. He slipped into his clean pants but left the rest of him wet and naked. He figured he'd dried off along the way and he was looking forward to warming up with Sam back at his room.

He hadn't felt like this before. He thought he had something similar to this but... well, he was here, not in New York.

"Ready?"

It was stupid as hell, but she felt weirdly shy. He'd already seen pretty much all of her bony-ass body, but she kept her back turned, as she pulled on her scrub bottoms, her hair coiling and curling at the tips as the water dripped off of her shoulder.

She turned to look over at him, across the line of her shoulder.

"Ready for anything," she replied, with a smirky smile.

"Then we should go." His mouth tugged into a smirk as he pulled Sam back against his side. Danny couldn't hold her as tightly as he wanted to because he had to walk but he liked the feel of her hip beneath his palm and the pleasant pressure of his body.

The day had taken a very interesting turn.

[ooc: Do you want to handwave from here and start a training thread or her talking to him about the biting thing? Even a morning after where they wake up in his room? LET ME KNOW!]

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