[Though Dimitri has been avoiding the training grounds, he does still want to keep himself from getting too rusty. If that means fooling around with a training lance with the dummies in the knight's hall, then so be it. He's starting to realize what all these strange lights do, so he'd rather just keep inside...
...not that it ends up helping him in the end.
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Dimitri always loves visiting the Fraldarius lands. Not only does he get to spend time with his best friend, but Rodrigue also spoils him absolutely rotten — he's permitted to do things that he really probably shouldn't be. In this case, Rodrigue is letting Dimitri handle a lovely antique sword.
"May I swing it?" he asks eagerly. When Rodrigue nods, he grins widely and starts playing with it, not taking as much care as he should...
"Oh, I want to go next!" Felix chimes in.
But before Rodrigue can give an answer, Dimitri swings so hard that the precious sword snaps. He stares at it in horror. Felix starts crying. Rodrigue is holding his breath — Dimitri's worried he might yell, but really, he's just trying to hold back a laugh.
"I didn't mean to..."
--
Startled as it fades away, Dimitri jabs that practice lance a little too hard, too. It splinters in his hands, and he starts to huff out a curse before he spots Felix standing in the doorway.]
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...not that it ends up helping him in the end.
--
Dimitri always loves visiting the Fraldarius lands. Not only does he get to spend time with his best friend, but Rodrigue also spoils him absolutely rotten — he's permitted to do things that he really probably shouldn't be. In this case, Rodrigue is letting Dimitri handle a lovely antique sword.
"May I swing it?" he asks eagerly. When Rodrigue nods, he grins widely and starts playing with it, not taking as much care as he should...
"Oh, I want to go next!" Felix chimes in.
But before Rodrigue can give an answer, Dimitri swings so hard that the precious sword snaps. He stares at it in horror. Felix starts crying. Rodrigue is holding his breath — Dimitri's worried he might yell, but really, he's just trying to hold back a laugh.
"I didn't mean to..."
--
Startled as it fades away, Dimitri jabs that practice lance a little too hard, too. It splinters in his hands, and he starts to huff out a curse before he spots Felix standing in the doorway.]
The wood was practically rotten, [he mutters.]