Title: Best Friends, Right?
Prompt: "Teammates"
Season: Winter
Timeline: Pre-Series
Dalia laughed at the sight of him, sullied and looking quite unlike himself sitting in the middle of the bath. "You did that?" She inquired, stifling another laugh. Deker shot a glance in Diend's direction with all the venom of a plotting scorpion. Dalia looked to Diend for an answer; the samurai shrugged his shoulders, looking absolutely indifferent to the other man's rage. Focusing his attention on Dalia, he said, "I wished to teach him a lesson, so I did."
"If you call knocking me into a sinkhole full of mud teaching a lesson on balance, then I have to strongly disagree," Deker muttered darkly, submerging hisself into the bath water. He'd nearly gotten himself clean of all the mud when Dalia returned to the Minka, understandably upset at the sight of all the mud tracked through her house. "It's the most disrespectful thing you could do a person's house!" She chided him. "Especially in this country."
"I intended to clean it up once I washed myself," He rebuked. "If you want to blame anyone for this, blame Diend. He shoved me into the mud." This brought them to the present situation of events. Dalia approached the tub and kneeled before it, Deker emerged from under the water, his hair plastered around his head, masking his eyes. Rolling her sleeve up she reached over to pull his hair out of his eyes, he opened one eye and pouted at the smile on her face. Raising his chin out of the water, he said, "I'm completely blameless in this."
"Blameless, ha!" She ruffled his hair, fingernails scratching his scalp. "Perhaps you should listen to your teacher when he says to center yourself."
Deker glared, Diend smiled, appreciative of Dalia's support.