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There is no such thing as justice [CLOSED]

Who; Rose and Anna
What; Rose teaching Anna to fight this will be so very successful.
When; Backdated to the 3/7
Where; District 4 to Training Center
Warnings/Notes; N/A atm

It hadn't taken Rose that long to work out a pattern to the training center and when it seemed most empty but she hadn't been in any hurry to fetch Anna. Other things caught her attention and in truth she's still a little annoyed at herself for the way Anna had so easily talked her into saying yes. It was a foolish thing to do, in the end no matter how much she taught Anna she knows they're both going into the arena, just like she knows she won't be able to protect her. May end up having to be the one who kills her one day.

There are others she has to protect and she knows she can't extend that to a girl she's just met.

However, a promise is a promise and Rose Lalonde is not the type to break her word. Well, she is, when needed, but she has the feeling that Anna would just track her down so she finds her way to the District Four suites, slipping in quietly. She sent a message on the communicator but she did tell the girl she'd find her, and who knows if she's been able to work out the operation of the technology. Better safe than sorry.

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Anna's been nervous ever since she got the message from Rose saying they'd be training tonight. Inconspicuously, she'd eaten early and relatively light, a few bread rolls and some pasta, not wanting to feel too bloated or gross when it came time to train. And then she'd waited, dressed in some stretchy leggings and a light hoodie--Capitol clothes were strange, and it felt weird to wear pants instead of dresses, but Anna was growing to like the freedom they afforded.

She straightens up on one of the lounge's sofas when Rose's familiar form appears in the doorway.

"Hi!"

Rose herself is clad in plain black clothing, a tshirt and leggings, feeling a little exposed with how it all clings to her skin. But it'll be better like this, give Anna more of a sense to how her body should move than Rose's habitual loose skirts and shirts.

She's easy to spot, even before she pops up and Rose nods quietly to her, looking up to glance around the room, curious to see if there's anyone around to see this and quietly pleased that it's not.

"Are you ready?" she asks, despite the apparent answer to that. No need for assumptions here.

"Ready!" Anna bolts out of her chair, and it's clear that she has a lot of nervous energy. After all, she's trained a bit with a shield, a bow, and some knives, but this is going to be all her. "Let's go." She crosses to the door with a little wave, and then goes ahead past Rose and out into the hallway, pressing the button that ~~magically~~ summons the elevator.

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Energy's good. As long as Rose can be sure that she can channel that energy towards what Anna needs to be learning. She's not a teacher, and her chance at motherhood has long since disappeared, she isn't sure how one keeps a child on track. Because that's what Anna, with all her excitability is to Rose.

She catches the look Anna gets when she presses the button, laughing a little to herself. "This is all still new to you then?

Anna has to remind herself not to get too jittery as the elevator dings and the doors part. And then she blushes, because Rose is laughing, and shrugs sheepishly.

"Yeah," she admits. "They don't have any of this stuff where I'm from. It sort of threw me for a loop, actually!" Still does, really. Like, on a daily basis.

Rose moves more smoothly after her, tapping the button for the floor they want as she passes it. This is all the norm to her, most technology here simply more advanced versions of what they already have.

"None of it?" she asks, clasping her hands in front of her and watching the floors whiz by. "No wonder the communicator is difficult for you to grasp."

"Nope! None at all. But it's all so great! Instant room service? Definitely the best invention ever." She leans against the elevator railing, using it as an impromptu barre to bring herself up en pointe the way she'd been taught during dance lessons as a girl. Ballet had been a newfangled thing in Arendelle growing up, but as a royal, Anna was given dance lessons in many styles to ensure her grace and agility when it came to the dance floor.

Her lips curl into a smirk, but this one is softer even though she doesn't look at Anna. "Did your castle not have something similar?" Because she can put two and two together, and there's no way Anna is anything less than someone highborn. She can't see this girl being a servant in the slightest, the way she holds herself even with her clumsiness betraying her.

She recognises the way Anna raises herself, raising a brow. "You've studied ballet?"

"Sort of." Anna grins. "Not so cool and fancy, though. Definitely not as quick." She stares down at her toes, and then comes back down gently. It's far too easy to break an ankle if you don't do it right.

"Yeah, a bit! It's still sort of new-fangled in Arendelle, but a dancer from one of those big Eastern countries came through and gave me some lessons." The elevator dings and the door slides open to reveal the foyer to the Training Center.

"Ooh, we're here!"

"No, the modern world is filled with all sorts of conveniences." She says with a hum, nodding carefully. It's good to see the care Anna takes, reassuring in it's own way.

"That's good." It's shows for one, that Anna is capable of learning, Rose having been a little unsure before. It also shows she have some grace to her, and she may even be light on her feet, something Rose can work with. "How well did they say you were doing?"

Rose steps through the doors as she asks, in a gentle glide that she's long perfected.

"Well enough, I guess! I'm not, like, a prima ballerina or anything, but I liked doing it and it was fun, and I think my teacher liked the way I danced." She follows Rose out of the elevator, slightly in awe of the way the older woman moves. Like Elsa, she thinks, always gliding gracefully on ice or dry ground alike. She can't help but hope she might be that graceful someday.

Once they enter the training center, Anna looks around and notices that it is indeed as empty as Rose had predicted. She clasps her hands together. "So! Where do we start?"

"Do you feel you have an understanding of your own balance and agility through it then?" It's a grace she's practiced for a long time, slow and careful and hiding how quick she can be if she needs to.

The corner of her lip quirks at Anna's glance around though she isn't insulted. Of course she got it right, she's good at calculating probabilities, even if there is little she can do with it now. And so she turns back to Anna, contemplating the girl in silence.

"What do you wish to ideally achieve from this all. Do you just want to become a better physical fighter, or are you hoping to ideal specialise in a weapon?"

Anna bites her lip. "Um, sure! I mean, kind of. I know what you mean, anyway. I'm definitely not as clumsy as I used to be."

Crossing her arms, Anna scuffs her toe against the gym floor, feeling a bit awkward. "I s'pose I mostly just don't...Hm." She looks up at Rose, and her gaze is a plea for help. "I don't want to be useless, next time. I want to know how to defend myself without having to stab anyone, you know?"

"Good," she says and she's short and curt because she doesn't know how to be anything else. Not with a stranger, and while Rose hides it better than Anna she feels no less awkward.

She studies her, even as she stretches, crossing one arm over her chest and holding it in place, giving Anna a little nod in hope that the girl will understand she should copy. "You may have to stab them. There are plenty here that feel the same as you, but there are also those who don't. And that's not including the way they can apparently affect and change our personalities. If it came down to it, if you had to do it to save yourself or someone you cared for, do you think you could kill them?"

A little late, Anna realizes that she's meant to be following Rose's lead, and she starts to stretch, too, sighing as her muscles protest in a way that feels good, not painful.

And, well, Rose's question isn't unfamiliar to her. It's something she's been asking herself over and over. She doesn't want to be a killer, and even though she's practiced stabbing and cutting and shooting arrows, it's different when there's a real person on the receiving end.

...But if it could save Elsa? Or Dave?

"..Yeah. Maybe." She screws up her face in determination. "No. I can. I could."

"There won't be time for maybes," she coaches softly, because this is a lesson Anna needs to learn. It's the first lesson Rose has, because it's the most important one. "When it comes down to it you often only have seconds. No time for hesitating, you have to act or you, or a loved one is dead."

Rose shifts, letting her arms swing to her sides before repeating the move in the opposite way. She's still thinking on what else to teach, watching Anna closely to see how she moves, and what will be best.

Anna furrows her brow. "I know. I changed my answer. I can do it." And it's true. Anna's stubborn enough that she'll do anything, once she's set her mind to it. She'd do anything to protect Elsa, and even a few others that she's met here. She mirrors Rose's stretching still, biting her lip.

"I'm not gonna chicken out."

"Good." She leaves it at that, though she's pleased somewhat. She can sense how stubborn Anna is, and it'll be enough, for now. And if she freezes up in the arena... well. Rose won't really be able to do anything then and there, and there's no way to predict it now.

She lets the stretch go, shaking her limbs out loosely before she starts. "There are a few spots that are good to know, for basic spots. The groin, is a good one for male or female as it will hurt if you put force behind your knee. Solar plexus." She taps her torso, just under her bust. "Again, enough force and you'll wind them."

She gives Anna another critical look over before deciding to be bluntly honest. "You're small, and you don't look that strong. Ideal you should plan to be quicker than your opponent, use you agility and small size to your benefit. It would be important for you to not let them grab you, as with your size that would become difficult for you to get out of."

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