Tch. Another symptom of the glorification of king and country--everyone else becomes the enemy even when there is no war. Senseless.
{Felix shrugs.] I don't have that kind of big picture vision. I can tell Dimitri when he's being foolish and how to improve an idea and when he needs to stop being so damn nice, but other than that there's not much of a place for someone like me in peacetime. Certainly not for so-called 'glorious accomplishments.'
[Oh...Claude is being ridiculously attractive again. Felix can't keep his gaze from following Claude's hand through his hair, watching soft curls fall from his fingers with a will of their own...his ears are definitely burning now. He'd be grateful that he left his hair down to cover them, but his face is the same color, and those keen eyes of Claude's see everything. ...maybe he'll have some mercy. But Felix doubts it.
It takes him a few seconds to tune back in to whatever Claude is saying.] Do you think about everything this much? It gives me a headache just trying to follow all of that. Obviously I get feinting and predicting your opponent, leading them to do something rash or stupid, but you overthink it to the point of absurdity.
[He scoffs.] Beating you that way isn't worth my time. You fight your best and I'll fight mine. Bring your bow. I'll still beat you into the dirt.
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Date: 2020-12-15 01:21 pm (UTC){Felix shrugs.] I don't have that kind of big picture vision. I can tell Dimitri when he's being foolish and how to improve an idea and when he needs to stop being so damn nice, but other than that there's not much of a place for someone like me in peacetime. Certainly not for so-called 'glorious accomplishments.'
[Oh...Claude is being ridiculously attractive again. Felix can't keep his gaze from following Claude's hand through his hair, watching soft curls fall from his fingers with a will of their own...his ears are definitely burning now. He'd be grateful that he left his hair down to cover them, but his face is the same color, and those keen eyes of Claude's see everything. ...maybe he'll have some mercy. But Felix doubts it.
It takes him a few seconds to tune back in to whatever Claude is saying.] Do you think about everything this much? It gives me a headache just trying to follow all of that. Obviously I get feinting and predicting your opponent, leading them to do something rash or stupid, but you overthink it to the point of absurdity.
[He scoffs.] Beating you that way isn't worth my time. You fight your best and I'll fight mine. Bring your bow. I'll still beat you into the dirt.