Open Post: La savate et le chausson

[futaille]

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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[futaille]

"Reach more things by herself, certainly. Although anyone who would be unwilling to assist her in anything she desires would be clearly unreasonable."

[vineleaves]

He laughs. “Clearly. Though honestly before we know it she’ll probably be taller than me. She’s already gotten so much bigger than she was when she first showed up. I’ll be asking her for help with things from cabinets soon.”

[futaille]

"You can do that now, if you think about it. Put her on your shoulders and she can get to the really high ones."

[vineleaves]

“That’s true. A team effort.”

[futaille]

"I would also offer to sit on your shoulders, but I'm not sure how effective it would be."

[vineleaves]

"You can sit on whatever you want."

[futaille]

He laughs. "Oh, I'm sure."

[vineleaves]

He holds the bubble wrap out of the way so he can lean over and give Grantaire a kiss.

[futaille]

He returns the kiss with a smile. "We should find a hill."

[vineleaves]

Oh look, they have made it outside by now¹. "Left or right?"


1. Were they already outside? Did they just arrive? Was there a miniature time skip just now placing them outside? Who knows! Certainly not me!

[futaille]

"I'll say left."

[vineleaves]

"Perfect," and he heads left.

[futaille]

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?”

[futaille]

"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."

[futaille]

"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.

[futaille]

"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."

[futaille]

"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.

[futaille]

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