school: beau

[shaft]

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[disreguarded]

[she's gonna steal his archery and shoot him in the ass]

It - it hasn't come up. [huff. she stops chasing him, hopping along on one foot.] Why are you interested?

[shaft]

[ not his butt ]

In you or Otome?

[disreguarded]

In - either!

[shaft]

[ He'll wait for her to retrieve her shoe. ]

And if I did have a crush on you...?

[disreguarded]

[oh my GOD

she throws her other shoe at him]

You'd be fresh out of luck, because I don't like dick, dude.

[shaft]

[ Stares at her seriously.

The shoe hits him in the chest. ]

What if I turned out to be a male omega?

[disreguarded]

[the way i hoped this was a gag tag]

I also don't have a dick! So that doesn't help anything!

[shaft]

[ nah bro

Anyway, Claude just starts laughing. ]

Okay, okay. Anyway, don't worry. I think of you both as friends. I was just curious.

[disreguarded]

[she's gonna noogie the shit out of him if she gets close enough.]

Ugh. The number of dudes who came up to me that one week and bit me is not zero. [beau being forcibly assigned het] I'm not anything worth being interested in anyway.

[shaft]

[ He waits for her to laugh.

But... is that... not a joke? ]

Are you serious?

[disreguarded]

[??? she kind of just blinks at him.]

Y- what? Serious about what. The dudes biting me? Yeah, I'm serious.

[shaft]

No, you not being worth interested in.

[ Frowns. ]

[disreguarded]

Oh. Yeah, but it's fine. It's not news.

[shrug.]

[shaft]

[ Frowns further ]

I'll risk getting punched right now by kissing you, just to prove how wrong that is.

[disreguarded]

[CLAUDE]

You just said you weren't interested. [she says, because it is easier to make jokes than like, actually talk about it]

[shaft]

Because I know you're not interested in men. But you're...

[ He's shy. ]

I think you're more than worth it. I really envy your passion and determination.

[disreguarded]

[well, now she's embarrassed. or - uncertain, maybe? it's hard to tell.]

I - are you fucking with me? [beau your self esteem]

[shaft]

[ Looks back at her incredulously. ]

No. I mean it genuinely.

[disreguarded]

[... fidgets]

Oh. Um. [she rubs at the back of her neck.] Thank you?

I don't, uh. Those aren't words I hear a lot to describe me.

[shaft]

Well, you should. These aren't just platitudes, I thought this way even before we became friends.

[ walks over to nudge her shoulder, smiling ]

Otome would be lucky to be yours.

[disreguarded]

[she makes a face at that, out of instinct, but. she nudges him back.

and then seems to change her mind, and loops her arm through his instead, looking away.]

I like her a lot. And I think she deserves someone to take care of her the way she takes care of everybody else. [...] I don't know if she's going to...

Well. I guess we'll see how things go once we get to Friday.

[shaft]

[ well that's grim! ]

... We'll see. [ He doesn't make any promises, even though he wishes that he could.

So he changes track. ]

By the way, what do you normally take with you to combat? Your fists?

[disreguarded]

[yea, isn't it]

Yep. These are all I got. [wriggles her fingers.] Not too shabby, though. I can punch ghosts.

[shaft]

Oh yeah? Seems like you've got all kinds of interesting abilities.

Maybe you should coach me. I'm not much without a bow or an axe.

[disreguarded]

[aaaaaaaaaaa

she frowns at this, but.]

... Okay. Yeah. I can. [...] You know, I've got a bunch of vouchers if you want help buying an axe.