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[ Wine and hand-to-hand aren't the most responsible-looking combination, probably, from an outside perspective. But they're both professionals, and they're both restrained drinkers, and there are no outside perspectives, and they can do what they want.
Anyway, the hand-to-hand on hold for now, because Bastien is on the floor, soundly trounced, and may never walk again. He's stretching to try to retrieve his wine glass from the table without standing up.
(He's fine.) ]
How old do you think I have to be before I can say I am too old for this without sounding like a quitter?
Anyway, the hand-to-hand on hold for now, because Bastien is on the floor, soundly trounced, and may never walk again. He's stretching to try to retrieve his wine glass from the table without standing up.
(He's fine.) ]
How old do you think I have to be before I can say I am too old for this without sounding like a quitter?
[ Yseult is on her feet, catching her breath with arms raised to rest atop her head. She laughs a little at Bastien's stretch, and shakes her head. ]
Another decade at least, I'm afraid.
[ She drops her hands to reach for a towel, blotting sweat off brow and throat before going for the wine glasses. One she hands down to Bastien before leaning against the table's edge. ]
That was better. You surprised me with the knee.
Another decade at least, I'm afraid.
[ She drops her hands to reach for a towel, blotting sweat off brow and throat before going for the wine glasses. One she hands down to Bastien before leaning against the table's edge. ]
That was better. You surprised me with the knee.
Madame.
[Quiet and businesslike,]
I happened upon Matthias going through the Commander's desk. I understand that the boy is his assistant, but something seemed off about his reaction to seeing me.
[Quiet and businesslike,]
I happened upon Matthias going through the Commander's desk. I understand that the boy is his assistant, but something seemed off about his reaction to seeing me.
He claimed it was to do with mission assignments. He may have been telling the truth.
[It's not like she can read, to know for sure.]
[It's not like she can read, to know for sure.]
Never directly, but I've seen him about.
[There's a bit of a smile in her voice, or at least warmth.]
He seems quite decisive, in the way men are who doubt themselves. Like if he does not act now, in this way, he won't have the courage later.
[There's a bit of a smile in her voice, or at least warmth.]
He seems quite decisive, in the way men are who doubt themselves. Like if he does not act now, in this way, he won't have the courage later.
I see no reason not to. He is young, and, I think, eager to please.
The only question is who.
The only question is who.
[ Yseult remembers her wine as he sets his down, the cup taken on a circuitous upward path and left hanging at its apex a moment before she drinks. Perhaps it's the magical restorative powers that keep her tone light. ]
Don't you? I led you into an ambush.
Don't you? I led you into an ambush.
Edited 2021-04-25 05:08 (UTC)
I don't remember it. And it was a dream. All kinds of things happened that would never happen here.
[ He loops his arms over his knees. ]
I mean, maybe you will lead me into an ambush someday. J'sais pas. But you can't foresee everything. That can't be the standard you're held to.
[ He loops his arms over his knees. ]
I mean, maybe you will lead me into an ambush someday. J'sais pas. But you can't foresee everything. That can't be the standard you're held to.
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