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From:

nastyboy

[In the morning, after Dimitri comes back from his normal training with Felix, Dimitri tries to challenge himself. He tries to sneak up on whatever Claude is doing, his hands behind his back.]

[The thing is... Is Claude doing something that keeps his attention distracted enough, or will he notice what Dimitri is trying to do?]

From:

lovelybottom

After the mess that was the meeting in the park, Geralt had been thinking things over. Brooding, probably, if you asked Jaskier, but this is a situation that perhaps merits the rumination. And, after some time to let tempers cool, he is able to brood objectively about what had been said. His conversation with Claude had started off reasonably well, considering that it had been on the topic of horses and wyvern, something that they had mutual interest in, but had gone to shit by the end. Not quite as badly as things had gone to shit between Claude and Jaskier, though, to be fair, there was far less to lose.

The crux of it is thus-- Claude hadn't been wrong in chafing under Geralt's unfair expectations of him. And though they had parted with Claude no longer angry at him, he has learned that not being angry isn't the same as having a matter resolved. Leaving things as they are is like leaving a task half-finished.

The course forward, then, is simple enough. He will need to speak to Claude and give him an apology, as he had to give Jaskier an apology after his poor behavior on the Mountain. Though Geralt is no better with words than he had been in the past, Claude is much the same as Jaskier in that he needs words-- this isn't the kind of apology that can be given as he would with his brothers, where they'd scrap over it and a black eye or bloody nose later, everything would be fine again.

He goes to the house that Claude shares with the other members of his... ~~harem~~ traveling party, arriving in the morning, but late enough that most people should be up and about at their days. He shouldn't be drawing anyone out of their beds at this hour-- and he also would prefer it if Felix and the rest were already out for their training. They undoubtedly would know about what had transpired, but Geralt preferred to catch Claude by himself.

It bodes well, then, that Claude answers the door.

"Claude," he says, which is about as close to a greeting as you get with Geralt. "If you've time, I'd like to speak with you."

From:

zukeini

[Claude would get a particular package delivered. In an effort to get it over to him securely and safely, wrapped up well is a bottle of Merlot along with jars of homemade jams and pickles.]

For your cooking adventures. May we make curry together again.

Happy birthday, Claude.

Zuke

[Wait that sounded...OH NO TOO LATE.]

From:

strings_theory

[Does she look more annoyed than usual? Yes. Absolutely. Also she's very clearly hanging out in the shared houseboat, though it seems empty other than Jolyne perched on the edge of the bed and Demon the sylveon resting his head in her lap and snoozing.]

Alright, wordy motherfucker.

I'm gonna ignore all the rest of the shit for now because I ain't got the time to explain all of that and I can't really explain my reasons without outing people and I'm not a fuckin' snitch, ya feel? Everything about not being one of them is still absolutely 100% true.

[She huffs and shifts a bit, also he might find it odd her usually up and neatly done colored hair is instead down in a... mess of colors. How does that work. Who knows, not her.]

First things first, you nerds got jails and shit out there, right?

From:

woofdad

So that didn't go... great. Not that Grant expected it to go well. He said what he had to, and that was probably about the best he could expect.

He does wish he could've left less awkwardly, or gotten home before the tears started for real, or... y'know, anything to make this feel less like a teenage crush confession gone horribly wrong. But what's done is done, and now all he can do once he's home is go right to Claude's room, knock on the door, and wait, doing his best to hold back any sniffling sounds in case anyone else is around the house.

From:

silky_bearing

It's not as extravagant as he'd like but they're all working with the bare minimum here. There are only so many options. Lorenz knows better than to have put his hands anywhere near the food, he can't cook to save his life, but the picnic is rather simple anyway. Muffins and salad and mochi... more light snacks as he's rather sure one of the others will be treating him to a proper dinner, especially as he's made a point to tell them he has Plans for the night.

It's the location more than anything that makes it special. Nothing too far away, Lorenz doesn't trust himself to be able to manage too much travel but his sneasler has been eager to help even if she acts horribly standoffish. She likes Claude, despite herself. Not unlike how her owner once felt. There's a rather sizable hill within the valley of the Floaro Gardens area, not too far from the camp. An impeccable place to watch the colors of the sunset paint the surrounding mountains orange and gold, making the stone itself seem to glow and flashing off the many tumblestone deposits in the area.

It's lovely and has a gorgeous unobstructed view of the night sky. It is also, he's found, rather safe. Few of the more aggressive pokemon of the area can make it up the steep hillside but Sneasler has no trouble making the climb and helping her trainer set up a lovely little surprise for his boyfriend's birthday.

Still the venture there is significant enough that he does have to tell Claude ahead of time that it is something he has for his birthday... and that they won't be coming back to the main camp. Because once they arrive it's clear that he's actually taken one of the Ginkgo Guild tents and set it up with a few lanterns and cushions to sit on and... a rather impressive mound of pillows and blankets inside as well. Cushions Lorenz is quick to guide Claude over to, beaming and hopeful and perhaps more than a little nervous.

From:

nastyboy

[Mornings aren't being as... comfortable as they once were, but Dimitri still tries. He does his best to make sure that everyone is in eye sight of one another, and that no one's nights are spent alone. Just in case. This morning, while Dedue is in the garden, and Grant is having his morning coffee, Dimitri corners Claude along the patio facing the backyard, expression serious, somber-]

What are Almyran wedding ceremonies like?