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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[sagramore]

"Oh, and the oracular activity." He's letting them continue to walk again, but not without a last grope to Grantaire's backside, leaving a handprint impression on his trousers in durian paint.

[futaille]

"... Ah yes, the priestly accoutrements." He returns the favor with his own goopiest hand.

[sagramore]

Ugh. "Right, the whole thing. We've done a lot for our god."

[futaille]

"Yes. Which means we very much deserve a ritual cleansing."

[sagramore]

"Will I get to bathe thee again? I'm in favor."

[futaille]

"In that case, we should proceed."

[sagramore]

"Very well. Lead us, your holiness."

[futaille]

He nods solemnly and then proceeds to take the opportunity to beeline it to a nice large bath with somewhat less solemnity.

[sagramore]

And Sagramore dashes after him, laughing.