OPEN POST; [DIMITRI ALEXANDRE BLAIDDYD / FE3H]

[royalboar]

[x | colors come in when the rain is out. ]

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[savantly]

This isn't about me.

( Read: no, he hasn't, hypocrite mode has been well and truly activated. )

And either way, I'm still the most skilled sword on the battlefield. That's all you need to care about.

[royalboar]

[Oh boy. Should he point that out?]

Even the most skilled swordsman can err in the heat of battle. So what of your own advice for me? It should apply to you just as well.

[savantly]

You say that as though we're the same.

We're not.

[royalboar]

[The next text is marked by a pause.]

We are both human and fallible, aren’t we?

[savantly]

( Types out a bunch of nonsense about how Dimitri gave up his humanity that day.

... Slowly deletes aforementioned nonsense, because even Felix has a limit as to how many spiteful "truth bombs" he can drop in one day. They hurt him, too. )

I'm not the one exhausting myself over pointless lectures.

[royalboar]

[Even Felix can be merciful on occasion.]

No, your hours are whiled away against the training dummies instead. It’s not much of a difference at all.

[savantly]

Are you spying on me now?

[royalboar]

Of course not!

[...]

However, I do possess a working pair of eyes.

[savantly]

Point them at someone else, boar. I don't need you getting involved with my business.

[royalboar]

Surely you would allow some measure of time to test my skill against yours? I’m sure the Professor would approve.

[savantly]

( A beat of silence, then: )

I suppose you're skilled enough with that lance to be worth my time.

( Which is Felix-speak for "yes please", naturally. )

[royalboar]

[Dimitri is quite fluent in Felix-isms. How promising!]

In that case, would you like to arrange a time? Perhaps in the morning — if I’m to take a break from my studies, why not focus on my techniques instead?

[That isn’t how resting works, but. Well. It’s something.]

[savantly]

( Ugh, he can hear you smiling, Dimitri. Stop it. )

Fine. Before breakfast, while it's still quiet. I don't want an audience.

[royalboar]

[Him? Smiling? Never.]

Very well, before breakfast, away from any and all wandering eyes. I will see you then.