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.:The Third Blade:.

Who ⬤ Felix and Co.
What ⬤ Potential dancing, who knows what else? Possibly some training or casino events.
When ⬤ Sometime mid-July.
Where ⬤ Potentially various places all over faction minglin'.
Content Warnings ⬤ Going to probably be nothing too bad, but hey, if something comes up, I'll add it.

Scenario I. Sunset Waltz (Closed Prompt to Dimitri, Substory: Music Got Me Feelin' So Free)

Scenario II. Wheel of Fortune (Closed Prompt to Gojyo, Event: The House Always Wins)

[ Ooc Note: Going to mostly be personally focusing on tagging around, so no open prompts here for now! If you would like to plot something or somewhere with me I can be reached on plurk @ leyfi, or on discord @ seraphkingdhaos#8538. ]

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They've quite a selection of savoury snacks ... what have you been eating?

[ dimitri looks amused. ] That sounds like you have just enough friends who want you to try out other things.

[ which, to be clear, he's happy about, something that felix is sure to take issue with.

anyway, finishing his snack, the music is still drumming in his ears. it's a lot to take in. dimitri wipes his mouth, throws out everything at a cursory bin, and grabs his hand to the middle of the dance floor. ]

Come on.

[ Right Dimitri is about that, because at first Felix is about to answer the first inquiry with a predictably rude response, only to shift gears almost immediately, looking ready to downright stomp his foot or something at the follow-up. ]

Tch, you must be joking. As if I've been going around making friends.

[ Though he almost immediately thinks of a couple others, which doesn't prove Dimitri's point at all, mind you! But even if Felix wanted to ineffectually protest more, he's suddenly being grabbed by the hand and soon dragged to the dance floor, trying to ensure he doesn't stumble in surprise because he refuses to be an embarrassment, thanks. ]

Wha—! Who said I was going to go and dance with a boar like you?

[ Yet...Felix isn't running away or doing anything like that of the sort. He'll blame it on the shock. ]

You can't stay here and not get along with anyone forever.

[ because that's the truth!!! even someone like felix would need to make room for acquaintances.

in any case they're now in the middle of the dance floor. bodies are jostling them too close together, which means dimitri is being pushed towards him rather uncharitably. felix is smaller than he is, so dimitri tries to make sure he keeps a respectable distance between them, or at least that he doesn't get jostled as much, which has the same effect - felix being shoved towards him being the proverbial wall between himself and other people. ]

See, it's fun. [ is it? hm. ]

[ Dimitri has a point and Felix stubbornly does not admit to it at all. Nope.

That being said, Felix is unaccustomed to the way these people dance wildly with their bodies, having no respect in regards to the space of others at time, and doing so sometimes in various, uncoordinated rhythm. Him and Dimitri being jostled so much has him throwing scathing glares over his shoulders or elbowing fools who don't watch themselves.

On one push that nearly has him off-balance, he throws another patented glare but he is ignored. ]

And how exactly is any of this fun? All of that cheese must have gone to your brain, and—!

[ There somebody goes and jostles him harder than the rest, which makes him stumble, right into Dimitri and quickly he has to have his hands land right...on his chest. Well. The blond is certainly built, so it keeps him from falling towards the ground or anyone else. Hm. Anyway, he quickly moves his hands back and tries to hide the embarrassment reaching his face by looking away. ]

See what I mean?

[ He's also about ten seconds away from starting a fight with the person who did jostle him if he's given enough time for that. ]

Felix. It is fun because it is dancing. And it is not like in Garreg Mach where the two of us would need to have a reason to dance at all.

[ dimitri is saying this but he is most resolutely not yet really dancing. someone elbows felix towards him again, and before felix could murder a person, dimitri holds an arm around him to prevent his face from getting smushed rather disrespectfully onto his chest. ]

In any case there is no necessary reason needed in order for one to have fun in a dance floor.

[ wow, this is so awkward. felix is now trapped in between his arm and his chest. good work. ]

[ Felix's expression also probably went a little comically surprised when he is elbowed again, but maybe he should've anticipated it at this point. Regardless, it is perhaps good that Dimitri intercepts via an arm around him, but it also has the added effect of trapping him in quite the awkward position.

Someone also lives to see another day, so there is that as well.

The swordsman tries telling himself it isn't a big deal, but his cheeks are reddening more prominently because of this, and also due to what Dimitri has said. Naturally, he runs his mouth off because he's embarrassed and irritated. Always a good combination. ]

You're spouting all of this foolish nonsense about 'dancing is fun', but you're not even doing it properly.

Hmph! In the end even all your posturing about joining in and enjoying 'dancing' is all talk. Why even bother drag me out here if you're just going to waste time pretending like you are doing otherwise?

Oh? Then why don't you teach me how to dance, Sir Fraldarius, since you seem to be a lot more knowledgeable about it than I am.

[ look, he was about to show his white man awkward dancing moves to felix, but now felix has run off his mouth and instead dimitri is waiting on him expectantly, like an asshole. ]

[ ...Wow! Clearly this is all Dimitri's fault from the start and finish. ]

Shouldn't even a boar prince know how to dance?

If you suspect I'd even dare to copy any of these uncoordinated fools, you've another thing coming.

[ Anyways, he'll hold his hand out to him. ]

Oh, this one does. But if you want to lead - I'll let you do so and more.

After all, much has been spoken about Rodrigue's nimble feet, and a swordsman of your calibre ought to match that, no?

[ it's easy to tease felix. even easier to fall into his steps and take his hand, and dimitri does a bow, taking a more passive position in the dance. ]

[ ...Do so and more? He huffs in the face of the teasing, feeling his cheeks color slightly. ]

Hmph. My old man may have nimble feet, but I'm bound to surpass him—and in the meanwhile, I've more than enough skill to hardly be considered lacking in comparison. So, don't you dare assume otherwise.

[ Despite him huffing and generally being himself about it, he feels relatively excited...to prove he's better! That's all. Because why would he find himself anticipating dancing with Dimitri of all people?

Either way, Felix will start them off with ease and grace. ]

Also, don't think I'll go easy on you for a single moment if you ruin it by stepping all over my feet.

My sincerest apologies if I do.

[ he steps on his foot. it's light, because he did it on purpose like a child.

dancing together is strange. there's barely enough room in the crowd. he has to be close to felix in order to talk to him. it's kind of intimidating to be this close to felix and not have a sword between them. ]

I've no doubts you will surpass Rodrigue. He certainly believed in you - as much as I do.

As if I would accept those. You'd have to prove they were sincere in the first place.

[ Felix doesn't lift his chin up when they're dancing like this because that is going to make things far too difficult, but his words are like as if he has—particularly when the male has play-stomped ever so lightly.

He is not having any fun whatsoever in the duration of this. He is simply proving a point, and therefore this is clearly just like a battle's dance more than anything. But, ah, what Dimitri says next, about Rodrigue and believing in him...

Well, maybe unsurprisingly first a scowl comes across his face, though it softens a little. The most awkward part about this is needing to keep unending eye contact. Even if a part of him feels that looking at Dimitri has been easier than most. ]

...Look at you, spouting something so sentimental. Not that I'd doubt it. My old man would get annoying about it. As for you—

—Well, whatever. I could certainly hear worse from you.

Am I not being sincere now? [ dimitri sounds amused. ] You are off your game, Felix.

[ they're dancing again. the rhythm is a little bit faster, and dimitri pulls him close on the floor as they sway. ]

There is room for sentimentality.

But if you are ever worried, don't worry - I won't tell a soul.

As if I'd be ever off my game with a boar who happens to have sub-par footwork.

[ Felix retorts in a huff, but he very much doesn't seem to mind as he's...pulled so much more close now. Yes, this is reasonable, because they're dancing.

Though, for the first time, since the moment they truly started he can't help but feel like he's getting into it. No thanks to the fools from earlier, though. And the boar looks quite in—decent. He looks decent while they are dancing with one another. ]

Why would you think I'd be worried? Hmph. Only a fool would be overly concerned with either one of those things.

If I had made the suggestion to the professor for you to be our representative for the White Heron cup, I think you'd be singing a different tune.

[ rather thoughtfully, ]

Now, I can't help but think of what a missed opportunity that was ... [ dimitri changes his voice to something serious: ] ... it would be good for my morale. Mine, in fact.

[ lol ]

[ His mind comes to a screeching halt for a second moment, immediately stuck in the quagmire of such stupidity. Raising Dimitri's morale personally, huh? Stupid boar, it isn't like he's going to dance on a stage just for him...

But, he imagines it. Even in that stupid outfit he had back then. ]

Tch. Not that it stopped the Professor for going ahead with it anyway. So, I wouldn't call it a "missed opportunity".

[ He says, sounding irritated by it for certain. Unfortunately, his mind is still caught on the morale thing. Which, ugh, he doesn’t care about...not even a little. Dimitri can suffer for all he cares! ]

...How long would you stare like a fool? Would it motivate you to dance better?

It's good to practice your footwork.

[ yeah. 'footwork'.

also - ]

I'm already dancing with you. What kind of dance are you expecting from me? [ sighs. ] If you want anything more lascivious, I'm afraid I have to decline. That's not one of my skills.

Hmph.

[ Though...oh my god, Dimitri, now here is where he comes to a sudden stop, as if he can't believe what he has heard. His face does color, but it's undeniable that he looks plenty annoyed. ]

Since when the hell would I be asking for something like that? This is more than good enough, boar.

[ He says, trying to forget for a moment that the idea of just showing off like in the White Heron Cup has crossed his mind. Not in front of another judging crowd, mind you. But at that time, he certainly hadn't a dance partner. Either way, he certainly doesn't clarify that he had it in mind at all. ]

Well what else would it be? You seem dissatisfied with my performance regardless ... any escalation on my part would require coordination I don't have.

[ he gestures to someone, uh, grinding against someone else on the dance floor before doing splits, to much whooping and clapping. ]

I mean, it's ... well, it's very [ pause ] creative.

[ His expression turns simply incredulous at the sight as well. Kind of like, 'what the hell am I watching here', before immediately turning his head away from that because he swears, he can't stand looking a single moment longer. ]

...your performance could be far worse, which it isn't.

[ This is what he gets for saying the things that he does. But now he is at a new dilemma. If he doesn't clarify, this misunderstanding will persist. ]

Anyway, I didn't mean you doing any of that nonsense. I meant—well, do you remember what you said a moment ago about the White Heron Cup?

Just doing something like that, though not with a crowd. Nothing indecent about it, either! So don't get any stupid ideas. You'd said something about...nevermind. I think we've spent too much time here—I've no intention of sticking around these fools any longer.

[ He turns away from Dimitri, aiming to make his way out of here. He hopes that he never sees such an awful sight again with those other fools. But he doesn't doubt he will. ]

Oh? That sounds like a compliment.

[ something like that ... but not with a crowd ... hm. ]

Well. If there was something like the Goddess Tower out here, I could've sworn that's what you're referring to.

[ he follows. mostly to be annoying, he reminds felix of this matter. ] In which case, of course you're free to have me for yourself.

It just might be. Just...don't let it get to your head.

[ Felix says, with a huff, but he means it. ]

No, I don't think I've heard of anything like the Goddess Tower here. Not that I'd particularly care for it anyway, and the superstitious nonsense surrounding it. But I had already participated—

[ Yes, he does pause and give Dimitri a look like he's trying to appear annoyed for the prince following him, but he doesn't quite manage to make it work. Maybe he wanted him to accompany for a bit longer. What of it?

He will tackle this like he does with other challenges. ]

Well, in that case, I'll take you up on it. I'm no coward, after all. We'd just...need to find a spot.

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