Images Scattered to Bits (Rita)

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(OOC: That’s always been my theory.)

“Of course I’m right,” Lord Zedd replied, the smirk implied in his tone. The warlord couldn’t help it. Any chance to give himself an ego boast, he took it.

When he had gathered Rita in his arms, they began to dance. It was a strange sensation, as though he had been placed inside of a recurring dream. Every step was communicated to him through faintly remembered echoes and the familiar and unfamiliar feeling of holding Rita so close to him. It was probably the closest he had ever been to his lieutenant, physically, and he was surprised to realize that it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

“It's been awhile since we danced. And you're still as wonderful as I remember.”

“And you haven’t stepped on my feet once,” Zedd teased, dipping her low to the floor.

[Rita Repulsa]

Rita grinned at his words. It was if the old Zedd was back again. Even for a moment. She grinned as they kept dancing.

"I'm glad you were." said Rita.

She paused as he said she hadn't stepped on his feet once and she chuckled.

"I actually did step on your feet the first couple times we danced. I hadn't been dancing in so long but you helped me learn. It was a lot of fun." said Rita.

She grinned as he dipped her pretty low and she felt so close to him. Dancing with him having his arms around her. It just felt so wonderful.

"I feel like I could dance with you forever." said Rita.

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“I remember,” Lord Zedd remarked. Underneath his mask, he grinned. It felt so good to be able to say those words. “You’ve become quite a dancer yourself, my dear.”

“I feel like I could dance with you forever.”

Zedd didn’t give her a verbal answer. He briefly reached out to stroke Rita’s cheek, then dipped it behind her head, drawing her closer to him, leaning in to kiss her…

“You dare call yourself an Empress of Evil? You are not fit to destroy a cockroach!”

Mere inches from Rita, Zedd abruptly stopped and pulled back. He released his lieutenant and took a few steps back so as to minimize their chances of physical contact.

He would have to be more careful in the future. It wouldn’t do to lose his head.

[Rita Repulsa]

Rita grinned and blushed at the compliment. It was nice he was being nice to her and complimenting her. It felt just like old times. She knew he needed his other memories but that would still take time.

"Thank you Zeddy. I suppose a nice thing about your memory loss is I get to make you fall in love with me all over again." said Rita.

She paused as he didn't reply to her and dipped her leaning into kiss her. He then pulled back suddenly and stepped away. She was sure he had been about to kiss her. She looked disappointed and sighed.

"It's too soon isn't it? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push you. We can take it slow. Just hang out and talk." said Rita.

She smiled hoping she could salvage this night somehow. She wanted to make Zedd happy not uncomfortable.

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“No,” Lord Zedd replied bluntly, taking another step away from his former servant. Seeing the hurt look on her face, he echoed in a much calmer tone, “No. That won’t be necessary. It’s very late, and I think we both need to get some sleep. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?”

To further emphasize his point, Zedd made his way to the exit, pausing once to glance over his shoulder at the witch.

“Sour dreams, Rita.”

Zedd didn’t allow himself to think about what had just happened until he was back in his own room. Once he was safely behind the door, a shudder went through him. Evil incarnate, he’d nearly kissed Rita Repulsa, and of his own free will at that. What disturbed him the most about the idea was the fact that he wasn’t more disturbed by it. He’d even tried to comfort her – in a fashion – after he saw how disappointed she’d been.

The incident made him more curious than ever about the gaps in his memory. Just what could the two of them have had that would drain the amusement from seeing her in such a state?