[ immersion... it is nice, though standing on the space where the king is makes him feel a little odd. he sets a hand on it for now, humming to himself. ]
If I can move the pieces, then you have yourself a game.
[ somehow this feels like claude brand mischief..... he waves his hands a little, fluttery, and then reaches up to his own shoulder and fiddles with the bird shaped brooch on his fancy boy outfit until it pops open.
and then, very red in the face, he strides right over with all the confidence in the world, and removes the long, blue draped thing from himself, then steps closer to put it around claude's shoulders. ]
[ yes congrats on your blanket cloak thing. it's very nice? nice material.
there's a beat, and... slowly... he looks at claude from under his brow, a little balefully, still flustered, still holding the edges of the cloak. it's like almost a pout?
Wow! It's hard to believe you're older than me... I guess you don't have public baths where you're from, which is strange. I thought we came from a similar culture.
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Fancy a game, Taair?
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Well - that depends. Would you judge me quite terribly if I had to climb the pieces to move them...? My goodness.
[ too noodle for this but by god he would try ] Do you think this is an artistic piece? Or perhaps chess played by giants...
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[ Pats one of the pieces. ]
Seems like immersion to me. Another way to better enjoy the game.
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[ immersion... it is nice, though standing on the space where the king is makes him feel a little odd. he sets a hand on it for now, humming to himself. ]
If I can move the pieces, then you have yourself a game.
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Without missing a beat, ] Sounds fun. Even if we don't play, watching you try to move the pieces will be.
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anyway ]
-- Claude?! [ like a catholic he immediately covers his eyes. ] You - um.
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Yeah, this is kinda weird, huh? [ Looks down at himself... ] But looks like you're more surprised than I am.
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[ he is going to keep his hand over his eyes actually. YOU ARE TWELVE. ]
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So? It's not like I'm some fair maiden. [ ... ] But you're acting like one.
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anyway he pulls his hand away from his eyes but he is absolutely looking at the sky. just. up at the sky, bright red down to his chin. ]
I - am not. [ okay ] You - aren't you cold? [ OKAY ]
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But you could be a gentleman and offer me your shirt if you're that worried about my modesty.
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and then, very red in the face, he strides right over with all the confidence in the world, and removes the long, blue draped thing from himself, then steps closer to put it around claude's shoulders. ]
...There. [ nyeh ]
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But uwah, his prince charming. He will dutifully wear this whatever-it-is. ]
Are you going to look in my direction now?
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there's a beat, and... slowly... he looks at claude from under his brow, a little balefully, still flustered, still holding the edges of the cloak. it's like almost a pout?
embarrassing. ]
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You're not going to overheat, are you? Maybe you and I should switch outfits.
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Claude.
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Wow! It's hard to believe you're older than me... I guess you don't have public baths where you're from, which is strange. I thought we came from a similar culture.