ROLEPLAY HQ - hearts-of-steel

Triggers: Sexual content, Kink content, potential violence, potential mentions of wars/violence more may be added when needed.

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A large crowd filled an even larger building that was built in a very similar way to an amphitheatre the building lacking a ceiling revealing the bright clear skies of the morning. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky the warm rays beaming on everyone in the crowd, a cool breeze keeping things from getting too hot. Not that it would have changed much whether it was in blistering sunlight or pouring rain with winds that sapped the energy from their bones they would be expected to stand through it all. If one accused the instructors of being harsh then they would be right, but the cadets knew what they were getting into so they couldn’t act like they were cruel. most of them did at least there were apparently civilians joining now. “So, are you all here?” An old man asked one of the instructors stood on a podium at the front of the amphitheatre his voice wasn’t shouted but it still had a way of carrying itself clear and precise to everyone in the crowd. Before anyone else could say anything else a young man of a large build stumbled into the group his shoulders built with muscle as he easily towered over the majority of the other people in the crowd his strong jaw framed by dark facial hair. “Good morning, everyone what’s with all the commotion?” He asked not caring that he was late. “Tione, you were supposed to get here five minutes ago your tardiness is wasting everyone else's time.” The man told him a frown on his face as he looked at his student before Percival shook his head. “We were supposed to get here at 0700 hrs it is seven.” He argued back his hands resting at his hips his thumb brushing against a combat knife that he kept on his belt, same as a lighter and a survival kit.

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“You of all people should know that if you're not five minutes early your late drop down and give me push ups.” He ordered the man with a steely voice that most people knew not to argue with. “How many?” The cadet asked back not disturbed by the man making the instructor glare. “Until I say stop just do it.” He glared Percival grumbling back in response before he lied down and got into push up position before long he started to move making sure to go down until his chest was almost touching the ground. Not wanting to give his instructor anything else to complain about. “There you happy now?” Percival's snark made the instructor clench his hands into fists too annoyed to hold his tongue especially as he saw a woman stumble in her hair dyed red a civilian he was sure. "Avery I'll let your tardiness go because your new to all this. Your going to join your partners punishment now come and sit on his back." The man ordered her.

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Charlotte knew that she was running late for this gathering, but it wasn’t particularly something she cared about right now. She had just finished cooking a meal for her mom and younger siblings, and hugged each of them goodbye before slipping out the front door. She closes it and locks the handle on her way out, her boots thumping on the concrete below her as she walks to this amphitheater. She didn’t want to be a part of this secretly, but it was something that had to be done. Her father was taken from this world far too soon, as a result of this war that had been going on for much too long. He had passed shortly after her third sibling was born, leaving their mother to struggle with a newborn and the rest of the family. Fast forward to now, her and mind had grown full of resentment. This wasn’t what she expected her adult life to be like. Charlotte snuck in through the back, joining the crowd of people standing quietly. Hopefully no one had noticed but she didn’t quite get that lucky. Her eyes narrowed at the older man who instructed her to sit on her partner’s back. “That’s ridiculous.” The mumbling of the crowd went silent. Crap. She clears her throat, after having not gotten a response, she said it again. But a little bit louder. “You want me,” she glances at the man in push-up position, “To sit on his back? For what reason?” This wasn’t yoga class, she wanted to say. Public humiliation for no good. To hell with this place. @Jack has cake

To Percival it was pretty obvious that Charlotte didn’t want to be there, he didn’t notice her until his instructor spoke to her and she argued back his eyes looking over her as he saw her narrowed eyes. She was a civilian he was certain not many cadets would argue with their sergeant. He of course would but he wasn’t like many others. And even he understood why she was told to sit on his back. It was to punish him while also getting him and her to work together, maybe if she wasn’t a civilian, she would have known that. “I think I like my partner sir she’s feisty it’s kind of cute.” He called back with a smirk making the instructor roll his eyes before he looked back at Charlotte with a stern look. “I didn’t ask for your opinion Avery, your late and now I’ve got to worry if you're going to be just as much of a pain as Irons. Now come here and sit on his back or I will have you both out here tomorrow before the break of dawn doing push ups in the dirt.” He ordered her. “I would do as he says thunder thighs it’s supposed to rain tomorrow.” Percival teased with a playful grin on his face. Something told him that he and her would get along well, not only was she cute but she didn’t seem like she had a stick in her ass. Him and refined people didn’t really get along well. @Deleted User

In Charlotte’s mind, she didn’t quite understand this whole ranking thing. Her entire life, thus far, was focused on caring for her family. She never really lived an average early 20’s life. She didn’t have any romance, or anything of the sort. She hoped that maybe one day things would get better. But unfortunately this was her normal. And it made her bitter. Her cold blue eyes dart down at the man at his snarky comment about how she was ‘kind of cute.’ As Charlotte was ordered, she shuffled over to her alleged partner and lifts her heavy black boot up, standing with her legs over him and lowers herself down onto the lower dip of his back, a couple inches before the waistline. She scoffs and looks up at the leader who had been ordering her around. The grin on the stranger’s face was cute but her poker face didn’t give that any light. She just shrugged and waited for something else to happen. The crowd stared blankly at the two, who were now on the floor and whispered amongst themselves. Charlotte felt a wave of embarrassment flood over her face and her pale cheeks and ears turned pink. Why me? she thought. Shouldn’t have been late, I guess.. @Jack has cake

Percival grinned back at her as he saw the cold look, she gave him watching as she walked over to him and sat on his back just like she was told to barely noticing her weight as he simply continued to do push ups his body slowly lowering making her go lower before he pushed up again bringing her up higher as it was repeated. He couldn’t read much from her face at first but when she went all pink, he couldn’t help but smirk his eyes looking over at the woman's legs, his gaze focusing slightly when he noticed how appealing they were. “Pretty lady.” He whispered his voice too low for anyone but her to hear before he looked up at the instructor again. “Hey teach are there any reasons against partner relationships?” He asked with a grin “Not that it would stop me just trying to see if Mrs Avery and I would need to screw in secret?” He continued to ask crassly not caring what anyone else thought what they said. The instructor’s reply was to simply glare at Percival clearly annoyed. At his words “What two adults do is their own business so long as they keep it private and get along.” He told them firmly. @Deleted User

Charlotte's brows furrowed at Percival making that statement. Partner relationships? He had to be joking, there was no way he was taking this seriously at this point. Her calves burned from the intensity of holding up her weight. She despised every second of this. The vacant stares, and the near silence made it feel like an uncomfortable fever dream. Charlotte's blush eased up and now she was just plain mad. "Screw each other? Are you crazy?" She whisper-hissed at him, so no one but the individuals right next to them could hear. She didn't like the idea of being fooled around with or teased, especially if it were just a joke to get on her nerves. Well, if it were of any benefit to him, it would be working. She sighed and once the pushups were over she stood up and brushed off her black denim jeans. No one was looking anymore. Flashing back to Charlotte's school days, boys would always pick on her. They played cruel tricks. Boys would ask her on dates, let her feel excited and wanted, just to laugh in her face and say it were a prank. "Lighten up!" "You should see the look on your face!" The insecurity bubbled in the back of her mind like a pest. She slips her hands into the pocket of her hoodie and gives the man a side-eyed glare. Sooner than later, the crowd was dismissed to their dormitories, which were pretty ordinary. Two beds, two desks with chairs in front of them. An average sized window with frail grey curtains. The mattresses looked decent at least. The walls were white and the floors were wooden. Charlotte looked around, thinking about how she wanted to decorate her half of the room. She envisioned a little plant, maybe a couple of decorative pillows. She didn't care if she wasn't allowed to. If this was the plain room she was expected to live in for who knows how long, she was going to try to make it worth her while. Footstep sounds flooded the echoing hallways. @Jack has cake

Percival was always good at making people angry it was just who he was. He wasn’t the type to make fun of people but he was himself. He was teasing, he was almost too confident with some of the stuff he said and he was stubborn. Which was why as he saw how angry she was he simply smiled back at her. “I meant it when I called you cute.” He told her with a smile. He couldn’t help but think that she was kind of hot when she was angry. When the push ups were over, he flattened his back making it easier for her to stand up before he pulled himself to his feet his muscles tense from the exertion but he was no worse for wear. “Something tells me that were going to be punished a lot.” He murmured to her before he noticed the glare, she was giving him. “Hey you good partner?” He whispered to her before he paused taking a small step closer to her. “Just to warn you about me, I will tease you a lot especially now that we’re going to be spending a lot of time together but I will never make fun of you.” He promised her before he let her focus on what the instructor was saying. When they were dismissed, he lingered for a moment before he picked up his rucksack, the bag being the only thing that he was planning on having with him. Only containing clothes and the essentials really before he walked into his dorm. When he saw his partner, he wasn’t all that surprised that he was going to be sharing a room with her. “Hey partner.” He greeted her with a grin. “You probably know my last name but my names Percival by the way.” He added with a smile as he walked over to her one of his hands moving to rest on the small of her back. “Does the pretty lady have a first name? Also, since you’re a civilian I’ll help you get your bed in proper order in the morning. Or we can just push both the beds together and share.” He offered her with a wink. @Deleted User

Charlotte didn't say anything in response to his commentary about her being 'cute.' It wasn't something that intrigued her, in fact, it did the opposite. She just looked at him and tried not to smile back. In the back of her mind the old arguments reenacted with Charlotte's mother. There were rules. 'Don't waste your time on men, she would always say. Don't fall in love young. You have to be here for us. Don't forget about us.' It had always displeased Charlotte to think that she might end up alone but this way of life had been engraved into her head from a young age. Maybe it had something to do with her mother losing the love of her life, to say not to give your heart away because it will just break one day anyway. Not that she was going to fall in love with anyone, but Charlotte always had a tough guard up when it came to flirting or romance. It wasn't something she had ever experienced and now certainly wasn't the time, being in this type of dormitory. She was going to choose to ignore it. For now. "Just to warn you," she began and sat down on the bed closest to the window, "I don't tease. In fact it's actually quite unfunny." This was just her personality. Some days it felt as though she didn't have much of her own. What did Charlotte have to look forward to? She was a civilian, he was correct about that. She wanted more than anything right now to just go back to being an average, everyday civilian. Charlotte digs through one of her duffel bags that had been dropped off for her, containing a majority of the daily essentials that she would need- some things forgotten she may need to make a stop for at one of the shops later in the evening. She was looking for something more suitable to wear for the physical examinations, as the individuals would be asked to bend, twist, stretch their arms and legs, and so on. Her hoodie lifts up a tiny bit as she bent down to rumble through her belongings, exposing her soft pale back and the small divots of dimples nea

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r her waistline. On her lower right side was a floral tattoo. She picks out a softer pair of athletic pants with a flare at the bottom and a comfortable long sleeved shirt. Without a word, she heads to the bathroom that she assumed the two would be sharing, and closes the door. Upon flicking the light on she sees just a few basic towels neatly folded on a silver rack which were a pale grey color. A matching shower curtain draped from the metal pole above the simple tub for showers. Looks like we have to supply our own soap... Charlotte changed her clothes relatively quickly, tucking the bundles of fabric she had just worn into a cream-colored linen basket labeled 'laundry.

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+ she ties her hair up into a ponytail, examining her roots to see if her pink dye still covered all of her natural cover. It appeared to be fine. She then slips out of the bathroom and back into the common area. @Jack has cake

10 She was kind of difficult to talk to he had to admit that, she seemed kind of stubborn and cold. Normally most the people he spoke to like this would either fight with him and argue with him or they would like it. There wasn’t really much in between, he wasn’t used to being ignored. He didn’t like it. When he heard her words, he smiled at her softly resting his head in his hands. “Then what is it that you do? Let me guess you’re the type to curl up in bed and read a book maybe with some music playing.” He guessed before he let his back go lying down on the bed. “If I didn’t know you were a civilian before I’d know by how much you packed.” He murmured “If this is anything like I’ve experienced before then there will be an inspection before lights out and in the morning then they’ll switch random searches. I'll try and warn you when I think they’re coming but for now. Try and hide all but one of your bags. I’ll help you when you do.” With that he sat up and was rewarded with the sight of her hoodie lifting up exposing her lower back to him and pale skin. “Your dimples look cute.” He told her smiling before he saw the tattoo making him hum. “I doubt they’d care about the tattoo but if you have anything crass you might need to cover it when you're working.” He told her watching her before he watched her get up and leave. He relaxed when she left before he pulled himself to his feet and peeled off his shirt when she left setting his bag down on his bed. His toned muscles on display while he walked over to the door of the bathroom when the shower turned on stepping away from the door when it opened letting her out not all that bothered that he was shirtless in front of her “Next time how about we share to save water.” He suggested to her with a wink before he walked forward. “Doors open for you.” He whispered before he stepped into the bathroom shutting it behind him but he didn’t bother locking it. His shower was quick, really quick in no time he wa

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s out with a towel wrapped around him and it didn’t take him long to get dry before he stepped into the shower still just in a towel. “So red are you going to give me a name or am I going to need to keep nicknaming you?” He asked her grabbing his clothes from his bag before he dropped the towel and got dressed. @Deleted User

Charlotte looked at the man with a blank stare, and just shrugged. "You know, there's nothing wrong with enjoying some peaceful alone time with a good book. And I brought a crap-ton of my belongings because I wanted this to feel like home. There's nothing crass in my bag that they'll find if they search through it, anyway." She walked to her own bed and sat down, picked up her legs and crossed them underneath her. She still wasn't very fond of this whole set up. It would take her a while to get used to this. "They never said tattoos weren't allowed. I'm sure lots of people here have plenty." She had gotten this tattoo well over a year ago, maybe even two. She wanted another. If she could manage it, she would get another one soon. She simply couldn't think of a comeback other than getting flustered and silent at the man's shower remark. She just pretended to look through her singular duffel bag and found a book. She wanted to do her best to pay no attention to his shirtless figure as she had hardly ever seen a man up close with no shirt. She just laid on her back against the dense pillow and read just the front cover of the book in her hands. "I'm surprised you didn't figure out my name already, or at least no one told you. My name is Charlotte." She mumbled and peered over in his direction just for a second and pulled open the soft leather cover. She had hoped there was more time before they needed to leave or do anything, and also she wished in her mind that there was no inspection. It would certainly make sense, but she preferred privacy. And it irritated her to have her evenings interrupted. Although it didn't seem like she would see any kind of inner peace for the near future. @Jack has cake

He grinned back at her when she defended her book before he shrugged. “I didn’t say that there was anything wrong with it, just that it seemed like something you’d do.” He told her softly before he shrugged his shoulders. “I never said to get rid of it, but they don’t want this place to feel like home a few pictures are fine but not much more than that. So just don’t get caught.” He warned her. When she talked about her tattoos, he smiled enjoying how flustered she was as she seemed to read or maybe she just pretended to read. “I never said that you couldn’t have them so long as you don’t have anything that says stuff like I love cock you should be fine. Some instructors just don’t like them though so you might need to cover them with a plaster. Just trust me I know what it’s like to be at places like this.” He told her and before long he was coming out of the shower smiling back at her softly when she told him her name feeling the water drip down the muscles of his chest. “Charlotte is a pretty name.” He told her softly before he dropped his towel not caring that he was nude in front of her “and I guess if I wanted to, I could have asked someone else for your name but I wanted to hear it from you, the same way that I told you, my name.” He told her slipping on boxers followed by a pair of running joggers that clung to his front a little. “So, what are you reading?” He asked curiously as he walked over to her and took a seat on the bed next to her not bothering to put on a shirt just yet as he relaxed his toned body on display to her. @Deleted User

“Have some decency!” Charlotte shut her eyes tight and held the crisp-paged book over her face. It smelled of fresh ink and leather. She sighed and continued to hold the book in place. She could sense that he had moved closer but paid no mind to it. She didn’t plan on getting caught with anything. She wasn’t stupid-she just didn’t like it here and how things were. Shame that there weren’t a way out. Maybe if she broke a bone or something, they’d let her go. Not that she planned that anyway. “What I’m reading isn’t any of your business now if you sit your bare ass on my bed I’m going to be really, really upset.” Charlotte muttered into the pages and didn’t dare to look. She wanted to sink deeper and deeper into her mattress, until she couldn’t get out again. This was a nightmare. A roommate she wasn’t fond of, and now this. It began to feel claustrophobic in the room as her face was buried but she soon took away the book and shut it, taking in a deep breath of fresh air but instead covering her eyes with her hands. Who told this guy he could walk around naked anyway? Certainly not Charlotte. She contemplated if there was a way to find a new dormitory. She set the book aside and sighed. “Please, please, put on some clothes. I don’t know you.” @Jack has cake

When he heard her reply he couldn’t help but chuckle finding her reaction to be kind of cute as she shut her eyes and covered them keeping the book in front of her as if she was worried that she was about being able to see through her eyes before she had even finished speaking, he was already sat next to her on her bed a smile on his face. “Don’t worry my ass isn’t bare I’m wearing boxers but if that kills your imagination, I wouldn’t mind taking them off.” He told her playfully as he watched her uncover the book and instead cover her eyes with her hands. “You can look don’t worry I won’t bite.” He teased before he leaned forward as he heard her sigh as she finished talking. “Not unless you want me to.” “Fine then just for you I’ll get dressed but just to warn you this is something you need to get used to.” He told her softly leaning forward to gently press his lips against her cheek before he stood up his hand brushing agaisnt her thigh as he stood. With that he quickly got dressed not really minding if she opened her eyes or not as he got dressed in front of her. He pulled a pair of combat trousers over his body, doing up his belt to make sure it was tight before he grabbed a shirt that clung to his muscles and pulled it on a soft smile on his face as he grabbed his socks. “You can open your eyes now Charlotte.” He told her as he walked over to her sitting back down onto her bed next to her his knee brushing against hers. “So, what were you reading? I am pretty curious. Don't worry though if it’s something smutty I won’t judge you.” He promised her teasingly. @Deleted User

Charlotte felt as though her heart dropped. Her cheeks flushed pink and tingled with heat. Is this the kind of game he wants to play? Fine. So be it. The bed sank in slightly as he joined her in sitting once again and she found herself not knowing what to say. Silence. “You know what? I’ll tell you what I was reading. It was a love story.” She begins, turning her body so she could face him entirely. Her legs crossed underneath her. “And matter of fact, it was smutty. Very hot and sweaty and passionate. That’s what you asked to know, right?” Charlotte scoffed and decided that if she told him all the details maybe he would back off a little. She peeked down at the book again and looked back up at him until she realized just how close their faces were. She wasn’t sure whether or not to back up or just stand her ground and wait for him to make the next move. It was becoming later in the evening now as the sun set, leaving the dormitory room darker. The lamp on the table illuminated a soft gold glow. @Jack has cake

When he saw how deeply she blushed he smiled back at her, he found himself enjoying spending time with her. He liked her reactions; how easy it was to fluster her and to rile her up. He turned to face her when she started to speak a small smile on his face as she began before he heard her continue to talk. “Yes, that was what I wanted to know partner I’m glad that you can be honest with me.” He told her softly not backing down as she scoffed watching her look at her book before she looked up at him again. He was kind of glad that it was getting pretty late, since they had the first day to themselves it meant that he could stay with her until it was time to go and grab food, and he planned to make the most of it. His hand slid up her body to cup her face making sure that she didn’t look away from him his grip on her gentle. “Would you like to do it? Is that why you're reading it? Tell me about your favourite scene Charlotte.” He teased wanting to see if she would answer. @Deleted User

Charlotte froze in her place, taking in everything about him. His scent, the way that he was looking at her. Her heart pounded and sweat began to form at the palms of her hands. She had never been this close to a man before. His hand was warm and dry on her cheek. After taking a moment to ponder the best response she spoke up. “Why don’t we just.. take it slow?” She whispered and felt her body heat up with anxiety. What was she doing? What was this sudden wave of confidence that she had? It was fake. Nothing about her was confident in herself- her hands trembled and her breath was shaky. It was engraved into her brain that these thoughts she was having were to be banished immediately. Her whole life she wasn’t allowed to feel this way. But she was just now fighting those intrusive thoughts. She must suppress the voice in her head. “Let’s just.. forget about the book.” @Jack has cake

He grinned as he saw her fluster enjoying how close she was as he cupped her face. When he heard her whispered words, he smiled at her noticing how suddenly she seemed to change her mind, as if she was scared to go any further. If she did want to just take it slow, he would let her but part of him felt as if she was just stopping because she felt scared. His hand held onto her face gently making her look back at him before he leaned forward so that his face pressed against hers, his temple rubbing against her temple their lips inches away from each other. “Is that what you want to do, do you want to take it slow? Or are you just worried?” He asked her as he moved his body so that he was lying down on top of hers one of his hands gripping her hips the other staying on her face. “If you’d like to take it slow, we can, but if you don’t want to, I could make you feel good.” He whispered his lips glancing at hers before he looked into her eyes again. “I’m going to kiss you now, if you don’t want me to kiss you just push me away but if you’d like for me to kiss me then you can push me away.” He told her before he leaned forward and tried to gently claim her lips with his own. @Deleted User