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.

Comments

[vineleaves]

"I can probably find a picture of the painting he does during the show in the library for you some time. Or, I mean, other paintings, but that's the most famous one. I think. I might have a skewed perspective though."

[futaille]

"Everyone's biased about something. I have no deadline for you, but if you come across it at some point and want to show me, do feel free."

[vineleaves]

"I mean, I can go try to find a picture of it now, if you want."

[futaille]

"You could do that, or... and hear me out, because I think this is an excellent idea in all particulars... or you could feed me more grapes."

[vineleaves]

He laughs. "Who am I to deny such a request from an oracle?" He gives Grantaire a kiss on the cheek before grabbing another grape to feed to him.

[futaille]

He smiles and quite contentedly nibbles on the grape.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus leans in to give Grantaire another kiss before the next grape.

[futaille]

It's all he can do not to fully grin around the kiss. "You're excellent at supervision."

[vineleaves]

"Well, someone has to be. You'd just be sitting here sad and hungry without me," he laughs softly and raises another grape to Grantaire's lips.

[futaille]

"I'd starve. It would be tragic." He takes the next grape.

[vineleaves]

"Very tragic. People will tell the tale of Poor Étienne, who suffered such a terrible fate because there was nobody around to feed him any grapes." Dionysus readies the next grape but starts nibbling on Grantaire's neck in the meantime.

[futaille]

He laughs and tilts his head to give Dionysus room, even as he waits for the next grape.

[vineleaves]

He lifts up the grape but doesn't stop giving Grantaire's neck attention.

[futaille]

He nibbles on it quite contentedly. "Best way to eat grapes, without a doubt."

[vineleaves]

"Being fed them by the god of Wine, or being fed them while someone's kissing your neck?" he asks, his mouth barely leaving Grantaire's skin.

[futaille]

A grin. "Definitely both."

[vineleaves]

"I'll feed you grapes whenever you want." He'll also kiss Grantaire's neck whenever he wants as well, but that goes without saying.

[futaille]

"I have never had as much appreciation for grapes as I have since meeting you. Not to say, of course, that I haven't had any appreciation for grapes, as obviously they have done me many great favors throughout my life. But it's definitely increased recently."

[vineleaves]

Dionysus is genuinely touched by that, and he pulls back enough to be able to look Grantaire in the eyes, one hand reaching up to cup his cheek. "That's -- that's very sweet, thank you, love."

[futaille]

Grantaire blinks. He wasn't actually attempting sweetness, just... talking. "Thank you?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus smiles. "I wonder if anyone has put grapes and-or wine into the suggestion box for topics you'll have to talk about, whenever that whole thing gets started."

[futaille]

"I know one way to make sure someone did."

[vineleaves]

"Well, yes, but asking each and every resident if they put that in yet or not would take so incredibly long," he says, obviously joking. "If only there was a simpler solution."

[futaille]

He makes a show of contemplating. "No. Can't think of any."

[vineleaves]

"Well, we'd better get a move on then, if we want to track everyone down to ask them before nightfall." He doesn't get up. "Though, I suppose, oh no, no, it's too unthinkable. I hate to even suggest it! But if it's for the greater good..."