futaille | Open Post: La savate et le chausson

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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vineleaves

He tears off two squares, hands one to Grantaire, then sets the roll down so he can start popping his own square.

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futaille

He starts on his own, fascinated.

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vineleaves

"This is fun too," he says before rolling the sheet up and twisting it, like wringing water out of a washcloth. It crackles in a very satisfying sort of way. "That's what my bones sound like."

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futaille

Grantaire laughs and then gets an idea. He spreads his sheet out carefully on the ground before leaping onto it quite heavily with both feet.

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vineleaves

"Exactly!" he laughs. Never one, as we know, to go back on a promise, he unrolls a long line of the bubble wrap from the spool, and starts dancing on it, naturally proving his own background music as he does so. It's clearly not the ideal situation for tap dance, especially considering he's wearing sandals and not tap shoes, but the constant popping sound of the bubble wrap is a funny enough substitution that it's worth it, he thinks.

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futaille

"Oh, that's remarkably clever. Well done."

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vineleaves

He laughs, bending down to tear off the now very deflated sheets and set them to the side. "It's better when it's not on bubble wrap, and I've got the appropriate shoes on, but it was alright, I suppose. I could teach you tap sometime if you'd like. Noisy dancing."

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futaille

"As luck would have it, I enjoy both dancing and noise."

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vineleaves

"Perfect! We'll have to do that then. Later though, right now we need to sort out what we're going to use the rest of this bubble wrap for."

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futaille

"A very protective suit of clothing."

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vineleaves

"We could wrap one of us up in it and then roll down a hill."

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futaille

His eyes widen. "What are we waiting for?"

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vineleaves

Dionysus laughs. "Let's go then!" He shoves the used bubble wrap back in the closet and shuts the door, then scoops up the rest of the roll.

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futaille

"Do you need help carrying it?"

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vineleaves

"Oh no, it's big but it isn't heavy at all." He tosses the whole thing up in the air to prove his point. "I mean, unless you just want to carry it."

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futaille

"Oh, no, that's all right. I guess it is mostly air."

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vineleaves

"Yep." He tosses it up again. "Which is fortunate, because if it was heavy I think I would have left this right where it was."

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futaille

"What a tragedy that would have been."

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vineleaves

"Tragedy tomorrow, comedy tonight," he sings off-hand, and then adds, in case any mansion spirits happen to be listening, "Only not really, please, thank you."