. summer's play

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Who: Dimitri + Babysitters
When: April - May 2020
Where: Aefenglom, Outer City, Wildes
What: Catch all
Warnings: None (will be edited)

[ catch-all for april + may | contact @ tendopeshuu or here ]

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[Dimitri's shoulders roll forward under the weight of Sylvain's arm - a purely psychosomatic response. Their height difference isn't significant enough for the gesture of camaraderie to be awkward, especially given Dimitri's the shorter of the two.

He offers a closed lip smile in greeting; his teeth have grown uglier over the past week.]

If I'm not mistaken, you're early, Sylvain. [Dimitri leans towards him, crown of his head nearly brushing into Sylvain's chin before he catches himself.

They aren't that close - he's not that close with anyone.

Straightening, Dimitri draws back.] Shall we move inside?

[crestfallenfor]

As are you.

[He does catch how Dimitri hunches forward - as he always used to - and the closed-lip smile is... fairly normal as well.

What isn't is how he leans towards him. Sylvain doesn't mention it, but he does take note of how... catlike, the action had seemed, before Dimitri caught himself and pulled away.

A shame.]

Yes, let's.

[And so he swings the door open for him, stepping in after him and... getting a table for two.

There's no bar to schmooze at, and he's not inviting them to a table with pretty ladies - or handsome gentlemen - to ask to join them. It'll just be them.]

This seemed like a place you might enjoy, so...

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[Confusion mounts as Dimitri follows Sylvain through scattered occupied tables. Several are populated solely by women - or what he thinks are women (with monsters it's regrettably hard to tell sometimes). Even settling into a table for two, Dimitri can't tear his eyes from a particularly loud pair of tittering Fae.]

This is... nice, yes. [Distracted, though when one of the girls makes eye contact with him, Dimitri whips his head back to Sylvain.]

Is there anyone else coming? [He asks almost blankly, still clearly shocked by the development.

Sylvain likes to keep fairer company, and Dimitri is certainly anything but. Before he truly takes in the aroma of fine aged cheese and the gentle, immaculately paired wine, he needs to reorient himself to this new reality.]

[crestfallenfor]

No, no one else.

[He'd decided to take Dimitri out on the town, yes, but while his younger iteration would have dragged Dimitri to flirt with girls, to do something he (thought he) enjoyed, in some effort to get his friend to live a little, to enjoy himself in similar ways... now, he can recognize that that wouldn't quite be welcome.

So he'd brought him here, to somewhere he thought he'd enjoy for the simple reason that it seemed like something Dimitri would like.

Admittedly, it was somewhat difficult, but he'd settled on melding a pair of their interests - in Sylvain's compulsion to take people to dinner, and in Dimitri's apparent (continued) enjoyment of... well, cheese.

It's a bit of an awkward blend, but he made an attempt.]

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[Dimitri's eyes seem to unfocus, then focus again, in quick succession - he notices a strain in his pupils... and maybe those are starting to change too. He watches the way a strand of Sylvain's hair sways over his forehead, nearly flinging his back against his seat in opposition to the compulsion to reach for it.]

I see.

Thank you. For the consideration - I do prefer individual company to groups. [But this is supposed to be Sylvain's night, so Dimitri will be waiting for a catch.

Barring that, he'll be waiting for an opportunity to make sure Sylvain feels as good as the sparring matches made him feel.

In the mean time, Dimitri finally lets the aroma of the establishment drift over him. While he does enjoy the sharp, varied scents of cheese, he wouldn't know what do order.] Shall we get a sample platter to start?

[crestfallenfor]

Of course~

[It is supposed to be Sylvain's night, but even so - there's no catch. He's grown since this Dimitri last made one of their silly deals with him, and can thus be more than happy spending some relatively quiet time with a friend, instead of forcing his "interests" on him.

It should be pleasant.

...And seeing the surprise on Dimitri's face when he figures out there isn't a catch will make it all worth it, too.]

That would be wise, I think. The names are all different, here.

[It's not like there's 'Gautier cheese' here, after all, and he doesn't know enough about the process to go about making it himself, despite how it'd always been Dimitri's favorite.]