[CLOSED] The March of the March

[bowtography]

WHO: March 7th, various.
WHAT: Various shenanigans (feel free to pm me for a starter!)
WHERE: Many places
WHEN: March 2024
WARNINGS: None yet!

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[frostfist]

[ THIS DOESN'T FEEL LIKE A CHOICE...... But okay, hang on, give him a second to browse through dances on G*ogle. ]

If your goal is to become more graceful, then some sort of ballroom dance would be your best option.

[ And then she can finally live her dream of being DIPPED. ]

[bowtography]

And you could be a boxer who also knows a box step!

[ Wow. Meant to be, clearly. ]

[frostfist]

[ Wow. ]

Haha. [ Yes, he did say that haha out loud. ] Truly an inspired choice. I suppose that settles it then.

[bowtography]

Perfect! Now that that's settled [ "that" being "wow Wriothesley sure did consign himself to ballroom dancing damnation" ] wanna help me make some of the beds for the patients?

[ She can be useful again now. ]

[frostfist]

[ Maybe ballroom dancing will come in handy one day. Maybe. ]

That is why I'm here. [ To do actual work instead of being browbeaten into dance lessons. ] You're sure you don't want to try and do it all on your own to [ hmmm ] improve your speed and dexterity?

[bowtography]

... But I like talking to you.

[ Well now she just sounds petulant. ]

[frostfist]

[ Wait until he starts extolling the virtues of tea and then she won't like talking to him as much. ]

Because I agree to your requests more often than not?

[bowtography]

... You don't have any kind of faith in yourself as a person, do you?

[ Dry. ]

[frostfist]

[ With a bright smile: ]

I like to set realistic expectations. [ Why set the bar any higher when he can just walk right over where it is on the ground right now? ] But for your information, I'm quite confident in my own skills.

[bowtography]

But not confident in why I like talking to you.

[ A slow, sad shake of her head. ]

[frostfist]

Most people don't actually enjoy talking to me. In fact, most people are much happier never having to see me.

[ If only she knew what he did before this, then maybe she would understand why most people wouldn't want to talk to him. ]

Shall we get started on making those beds?

[bowtography]

Geez-- [ she grumbles, grabbing some sheets out of the cabinet before starting to stride down the hall. ]

Why are you and Izou both like this?? Fine! I'm not "most people", then!

[frostfist]

[ Not him being compared to Izou.... ]

You mean our resident dog-whisperer? [ He's joking but also not joking. ] He seemed fine enough when we spoke.

[bowtography]

Oh, he understands them too??

[ Not joking-- ]

I mean, he went off on how I shouldn't try to befriend someone like him... honestly I'd rather be told it's me instead of people trying to tell me what I should or shouldn't do.

[ It's still annoying, but at least the choice is still hers on what to do about it. ]

[frostfist]

[ 'Too'?? Girl what does that mean. ]

He didn't seem like a bad sort when I talked to him. But I suppose it's hard to get to know someone after only a single conversation.

[ Some people are just so great at hiding things—but anyway. ]

You must have a high opinion of him as well, if you're so keen on his company.

[bowtography]

He was surprisingly reliable when I worked with him. And for all that he says what he says, he's... not a bad guy. I just get that feeling.

[ Maybe that's naive. But she still says it sincerely. ]

[frostfist]

[ What a cute assessment. ]

Then I hope one day you're able to change his opinion of himself for the better. Now, [ with a flourish towards all the unmade beds ] shall we?

[bowtography]

[ You're a cute assessment!! ]

Sure, it's not like I'm not used to a challenge at this point... beds and bad boys, bring it on!!

[ No one can say this won't be the most fired-up session of bed-making she's ever done. To war!! ]