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[competing]

[ c-cute......................

hmph. all his smooth moves are backfiring against him at this rate. HMPH. ]

I'm good. I've been wearing it all day.

[ as if that means anything...

hmph. ]

You could use the sleeves, you know.

[ fall for his subtle ploy to expose your hands, keith... do it... ]

[emblazes]

[Your pickup lines and snazzy words have no affect on him.]

..Oh.

[Yeah that doesn't really mean anything. He's rocking the umbrella look for about ten seconds before he decides to...

Slip his arms into the sleeves, expose his fingers...not because Lance SUGGESTED it, but because he wanted to...!!



Why are his arms so long.]

[competing]

[ the better to hug you with ;)

anyway, lance will just quietly reach over and curl his hand around those fingers peeking out... don't mind him. ]

So how was training?

[ doo doo doo... ]

[emblazes]

[Aw x3

Keith drops a look between their hands, fingers twitching in response before kinda...returning a slight grip. Gentle touches...]

It would have been better with another person.

[Which, isn't meant to throw shade or anything. He's struggling to meet anyone as serious as he is about bettering himself in hand-to-hand combat.]

Have you been training at all?

[competing]

[ ah... as if anticipating the other's sour mood over his response, he reflexively tightens his hand around keith's fingers. ]

Kinda? I mean you know... Prompto and I do a couple of rounds in the training yard every now and then...

[ it's nbd... things have been so chill?? ]

[emblazes]

[Who even is this Prompto.]

Training what?

[Training, when Lance talks about it...can be anything. He's more skeptical of anything useful occurring between the two of them than he is angry about Lance's lackluster response.]

[competing]

[ his brudder from another mudder ]

Accuracy and stuff.

[ darts. they'd been playing darts.

anyway— ]

Should I ask around and see if I know anybody who'd like to train with you?

[emblazes]

[Oh nice! How promising! Good job, Lance. :)]

No.

[Pls don't turn this on him. He'll...find someone eventually. Someone special, who can kick his ass, fold him into a pretzel and throw him out.]

I'll manage.

[competing]

[ eheh... ]

Are you suuuure?

[ he nudges him a bit with his elbow. ]

You set me up with a playdate, it's only fair I do the same.

[emblazes]

I'm sure.

[Definitely, absolutely. Unless Lance has a super good candidate in mind, and right now it sounds like a revenge plot.]

[competing]

Fine, fine... You know where I'll be if you change your mind, anyway.

[ brb, just gonna lace your fingers with his, nbd. ]

[emblazes]

[Had to shut that shit down before he got anymore weird cheapshots in about signing him up for weird training. It was a heat of the moment thing ok.

But look who isn't even mad about it. It's Lance. Because they're interlocking fingers and whatnot. His bend in turn, holding his hand in a careful grip. M'lady.]

...Have you met her?

[competing]

Who? The Hawk's eye person?

[ no... because i suck... ]

No, not yet...

[emblazes]

It's just Hawkeye.

[Don't contact the wrong one...like the Avenger's dude. Tho we prob don't even have one in game.]

[competing]

[ we have a kate you blockhead ]

First name or last name?

[emblazes]

[I'M THINKING OF THE GUY.]

Riza?

[Your question is too vague, sir. Keith effectively just answered a this or that question with a yes.]

[competing]

[ gay. ]

Hawkeye Riza?

[emblazes]

Flip it around.

[This isn't Tokyo.]

[competing]

Riza Hawkeye...

[ what the heck, she sounds like a superhero. ]

[emblazes]

[Kinda makes you wanna train with her huh.]

Now you're ready.

[competing]

[ hmph.... maybe. ]

Yeah, thanks for the vote of confidence, Obi-Wan Keithnobi.

[ fourth walling... ]

[emblazes]

[He hasn't seen....just gonna assume he's making fun of his name...what else is new...]

What have you learned from Prompto?

[competing]

[ tsk... ]

Oh, he told me about this restaurant he and his girlfriend went to one time, it sounds pretty nice, I'll take you there one day.

[ :3c ]

[emblazes]

[What does that have to do with training...]

A restaurant?

[He's giving Lane a second to remedy this...though it is sorta nice he's thinking of him? When other guys are talking about their girlfriends and stuff...wanting to do things like that with him...

He shan't be distracted.]

[competing]

[ who said anything about training... ]

Yeah! They seemed to have a really good time, it's down by the theater district. Though, I mean I guess they did have to wash the dishes afterwards, because neither of them had money on them — but don't worry, I wouldn't forget something like that.

[ gurl he'll treat u rite ]