killerkirschstein replied to your post:Caress - Jean/marco [ ignore the previous ons please]
no this is totally jean omg a++
//Phew! I get so nervous when I'm writing someone else's muse - esp in a slightly shippy way xD
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killerkirschstein replied to your post:Caress - Jean/marco [ ignore the previous ons please]
no this is totally jean omg a++
//Phew! I get so nervous when I'm writing someone else's muse - esp in a slightly shippy way xD

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Raised by Wolves // Sakura & Jean
[❀] Sakura delivered a strong right hook into the hard material of the punching bag. It swung with her strength as the pinkette already lowered her arm again. She was strong, that much she could say, but there was something missing. No one in the Champion's Gym had ever trained with her. It was sad to see no one here knew Jiu-Jitsu and Sakura had yet to find a group she could train with in Prava.
She turned around, grabbed her water bottle and took a big sip. The cool liquid trickled down her throat and refreshed her. Setting the bottle down again, the female looked around the martial arts training room of the gym. She saw a few people littered here and there, though all busy with their own training. Just then, the door opened and a tall man (well, taller than her) walked in, looking around. Seeing as he didn't head to a station immediately, Sakura figured he was new, so she took her chance and jogged over to him before he could walk away.
"Hey, excuse me, would you mind training with me? I need a partner, if you're still free." She gave him a friendly smile and hoped he wouldn't just turn out to be one of those douches that came into the gym to train their muscles to impress some ladies. She wouldn't fall for it anyway.
Running in the dark
As per usual Marco had crashed as soon as he'd got home from work, this rotation really taking its toll on him. St Orwell's wasn't the busiest place in the world, Prava wasn't exactly known for high incidents of violence, even in high tourist seasons when there were much more people here, like last month. Even so, the Accident and Emergency department was busy enough for a decent sized city and Marco was kept busy with the usual. Broken bones, cuts and falls, kids with temperatures that needed a calm voice and soft touch, even more so the worried parents. Elderly patients who started there, cardiac arrests bad falls, who fingers crossed would be moved off to cardiology or elderly care before long. it was a hard job and he wasn't planning on selecting it for his career path, but he was good at it all the same and managed to keep his eternal smile for those who needed it throughout his shift.
When he woke up it was still dark out, his body clock messed up seeing as he'd gone to bed at 8pm the night before and when he hit the button on his phone to see the time he blinked seeing that it was a little before 5. Nothing for it though, he was definitely awake and so he turned back the duvet and padded into the bathroom.
Not ten minutes later and he was clicking the door to the apartment complex shut and stepping out into the cool March morning where the streetlights were still on, dressed in his running leggings and vest top, freckled shoulders rolling back as he stretched out first his arms and then legs a little before setting out at a gentle pace. He turned downhill from where he lived and headed for the harbour, intending to take a loop round before coming back.