Open Post: La savate et le chausson

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Much to his satisfaction, Grantaire has been able to keep up with many of his hobbies unabated during his time at the mansion. Not all of them, though, mostly because they were ones he'd go to specific spots for, and with those spots not being here in addition to an abundance of his other hobbies, they more or less fell by the wayside.

However, a recent chat with Dionysus has reminded him that he has very much neglected his 'hitting things' level. Although he didn't find a crash test dummy, the thought being on his mind ended up in him stumbling upon a small gym tucked away, complete with some equipment including a standing punching bag.

So he's discarded his waistcoat and cravat over a bench and is practicing his savate¹.

¹French kickboxing! During R's time it was basically for streetfighting, and just beginning to get formalized, but there are some cool vintage videos on youtube (Here and here) to give the... vibe.

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Grantaire follows, whistling as he goes.

[vineleaves]

After a while of walking, Dionysus points a little further to a medium-ish, not-too-steep hill. “What about that one?”

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"That looks like an excellent hill, if you ask me. Which you just did."

[vineleaves]

He laughs. "Hopefully there's not too many rocks or anything."

[futaille]

"I believe that is what the bubble wrap is for."

[vineleaves]

"Well I still don't want either of us getting hurt."

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"We're the mansion spirits' favorites. We'll be unharmed."

[vineleaves]

"They'll simply move all of the sharpest rocks out of the way, for whoever is their least favorite to find, I suppose," he says with a laugh.

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"Therefore we are safe. Let us ascend the hill."

[vineleaves]

And so they ascend. Once at the top, Dionysus stares at the roll of bubble wrap in his hands. "Y'know, we probably should have brought some tape too. I think we can make it work but tape would make it easier."

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"You can always make ties to attach parts with vines, I would think."

[vineleaves]

Oh, right. "What do you think I am, some sort of god or something?" he laughs. He did absolutely forget about using vines for a moment, don't judge.

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He laughs and extends his arms. "Clothe me, O god of bubble wrap."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus giggles. "My reputation will be in shambles now." He starts winding the bubble wrap around Grantaire's torso.

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"I will defend it to the end of my days."

[vineleaves]

"Well, with any luck," he creates a vine to hold the bubble wrap in place on Grantaire's torso, then moves to one of his arms, "this bubble wrap will do its job, and the end of your days won't be in the next five minutes."

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"I have full faith in your ability to keep me safe."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus leans over to kiss Grantaire. "Always, of course." He moves on to the other arm.

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He grins. "I feel safer already."

[vineleaves]

“Good. You should always feel safe around me,” he says, a little more serious than you’d expect, given he is wrapping bubble wrap around Grantaire.

[futaille]

"Worry not," he says easily, "as it seems I shall be perfectly protected from rocks and other assorted ground hazards."

[vineleaves]

He starts wrapping up each of Grantaire's legs.

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"This feels so comfortable. I'm determined to start a new fashion trend."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus laughs. “You’ll rethink that once you realize how quickly this is going to get very sweaty.”

[futaille]

He grins. "I'll have you know that some of my favorite moments have been very sweaty."