PCs with Gerome

[swordhandled]

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[maskarang]

[ ah. right, he nearly forgot they're technically in public. he clears his throat and picks up his mask. ]

... Seems I lose focus when I'm around you.

[swordhandled]

I pierce through even your toughest defenses, it seems.

[maskarang]

[ putting on his mask ]

Another area I need more practice in. Father was always diligent, no matter where he was or who he was with.

[swordhandled]

[ reaching up to gently caress his cheek before stepping away and heading towards the inside ]

Well, Aunt Cherche is one of the most formidable fighters I've seen. I'm sure even she pierced Uncle Frederick's defenses.

[maskarang]

... In some ways, she must have.

[ following after and just kinda. glancing at owain. ]

[swordhandled]

Though, uh, when we return home...

Will you be there with me when we tell them about us?

[maskarang]

Tell who?

[swordhandled]

Your parents.

[maskarang]

[ looking very long, very hard at owain's back. ]

Is it important they know?

[swordhandled]

Well, yes.

I plan to tell mine too. [ the unspoken "i'm scared of your parents together" goes here ]

[maskarang]

And you would want me there for both. [ not going to be pleasant. lissa is a hugger. frowning. ]

We visit your parents. For mine... we write a letter. Together.

[swordhandled]

Sounds like a plan I can agree to!

[maskarang]

You truly don't object?

[swordhandled]

Truth be told, I trust your parents, but I'm also afraid of them.

[maskarang]

... Another victim of Frederick's terrifying lectures. [ guess they have that in common, too. matching owain's pace and brushing his hand against owain's. ]

[swordhandled]

And the way Cherche smiles before she destroys an enemy? Awe inspiring, but also terrifying.

[ but he lets his hand brush back against gerome's ]

[maskarang]

[ pausing thoughtfully ]

Are you afraid of me?

[swordhandled]

[ letting their pinkies twine together briefly ]

In battle? Perhaps. But no.

[maskarang]

[ why end at a pinky when they can link their ring fingers too? which he does, because this game is going to go on too long ]

After last week, you have no reason to fear me in battle. You bested me fairly, a feat even Kjelle couldn't accomplish.

[swordhandled]

[ grins as they walk towards the kitchen ]

One won battle does not make me a better fighter. Let's train together more in the future.

[maskarang]

You sell yourself too short.

[ but he nods at the offer to train. upping his magic resistance wouldn't be the worst. also, right. oh, look. the kitchen. the thing they were after. stepping in. ]

[swordhandled]

[ trails after him ]

I am merely just keeping myself from getting overconfident.

[maskarang]

Arrogance makes a poor ally, is that it? [ not wrong, he guesses. still, owain is skilled. more than he initially realized.

gonna casually head to the fridge and look for the best quality meat in there. and absolutely stay away from the human remains, thanks. ]

[swordhandled]

[ nnnnot looking in the fridge ]

Confidence, if unchecked, can grow into arrogance.

[maskarang]

[ he'll do the dirty work for you here, he's used to it anyway. shutting the fridge when he has what he wants and setting it on the counter. ]

A problem I can't see you having. For a man who daydreams more than any I've ever known, you're quite pragmatic.