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[gluteus]

Who| Maximus and TOTALLY OPEN
What| Maximus gets introduced to the Capitol
Where| After his death
When| whenever you want
Warnings/Notes| none so far! will edit if any come up

He dreamt, before he awoke. He dreamt of endless fields, of his son riding a new horse, of his wife smiling as she welcomed him home. He dreamt of a door...

And awoke to a cold cot and a cold room.

He had been dead. He had felt it, felt his life slip away from him. He'd felt his wife's arms reach out to take him. But as he stared at the ceiling and sucked in a breath, he knew he was not to rejoin them yet. He wasn't surprised. He'd lost. Obviously he was meant to continue in these games until he won, until Commodus was brought before him, until he killed the man himself. Had he not said "in this life or the next"? This was surely the next - or some form of it - and he would not be dissuaded. No. Not even if it meant dying again, and again, and again.

The games, he expected.

The Capitol, he didn't.

 

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[gluteus]

His brows knotted slightly. Her dialect was one he had a difficult time understanding, but he took the meaning easily enough.

"Yes. The ice was also my first." He paused, and then added, "At least here." He lifted his chin, watching her through slightly narrowed eyes.

"Where are you from?" He asked, though the question might as well have been when. He wanted some semblance of an idea of where this particular dialect hailed from, however.

[cherrypie]

"Here? You run into this shit before?" Her eyebrow shot up. Hell, what kinda world did this guy come from?

"I'm from Kansas. Uh. The United States. On Earth. You?"

It was gonna take her a bit to realize she would need to clarify that a little more.

[gluteus]

"I have, yes. I've fought in many arenas."

He nodded as she gave him her country of origin. Wyatt had given a similar one, though he did not recognize Kansas. He could see how their speech was similar, though the dialect was still different.

"Rome." He replied, feeling certain that it would be known, no matter when and where she came from. Wyatt had known it, after all. He paused. "The United States... Are you also from a year known as 1878?"

[cherrypie]

Oh, she had a feeling she knew who he had been talking to.

"You know Wyatt, I'm betting?"

There was still a little fangirl glee there, she wasn't gonna lie.

"I was born about 100 years after that. And I'm guessing you are farther back, yeah?"

Rome. Arenas. It all clicked together, thanks to a few too many viewings of Spartacus.

"Holy shit, are you a Gladiator?"

[gluteus]

"We met in the arena, yes," Maximus said with a nod before she continued. At the question, he stiffened slightly.

"I became one, yes," He said slowly. "And it seems I am one, still."