[Knock knock at your door, pre-timeskip Ashe! A very short fellow with quite possibly the largest personality in the monastery is at your door, and he would like to chat!]
[ Ashe is immediately contrite, head bowing, shaking back and forth. ]
Sorry, I-- [ ... ] --it's just that you're usually at the training grounds at this hour, aren't you? That's why I jumped to the conclusion that something might be wrong. I apologize.
[ Seriously, where are his manners!!!
He steps back away from the door then, pulling it open and offering a beckoning gesture. ]
[ Perhaps not, but it's not proper to leave him standing outside the door like some uninvited, unwanted guest, is it? Plus, it's no trouble to have Caspar in his room; not like Ashe was doing anything beyond reading in here. As the stack of books on his desk and by his bed clearly imply. ]
That's true; I... wasn't planning to, no.
[ His eyes lower and skirt away for just a moment, as though he feels some degree of guilty. ]
I'm a commoner, and events like that seem more suited for nobles, that's all.
[As if! Garreg Mach is one of the few places in all of Fodlan where those barriers between the commonfolk and the nobility were supposed to be torn down! They attend class together, train together, eat together... Caspar shakes his head.]
That excuse is so flimsy, I'm not sure I even believe it's the real reason you're not going.
[ Oops. Caught in a lie, is he? Well, he’s not lying per se -- that is a very valid, very real reason he’s every intention of sitting the affair out. But, is it his primary justification?
No. Not really. ]
Oh, alright--[ spoken like someone who hadn’t wanted to surrender the following information ]--it’s also that balls are for dancing; and I...
[ This isn’t something to be ashamed of, yet he feels a modicum of shame for it anyway, for some reason. ]
...I was never taught how.
[ His head shakes. ]
If I went, and someone asked me to dance, I wouldn't even know where to begin.
[Whatever indignation Caspar had falls at the sight of genuine shame on his face. He'd expected a little embarrassment, but not this.]
Oh... oh yeah, that makes sense.
[It's easy to forget who is and isn't a noble with noble training, here. And Ashe probably didn't have the chance to learn even while living with Lonato, right? Still...]
Well, we've still got a month before the ball. I could teach you!
[The look in Caspar's eyes says he's already set on it, actually. Get ready, Ashe.]
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Date: 2019-11-04 11:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-11-05 04:38 pm (UTC)Coming!
[ Spoken like he has to run from the far end of the castle to the front gates when it's only a few steps between that word and the door cracking open.
The person on the other side, however, sets his eyes to widening. ]
Caspar...? [ Brows immediately knit, despite the lack of apparent need for concern. ] Is everything alright?
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Date: 2019-11-06 04:07 am (UTC)[Pardon him, he's a little put off by the greeting. Whatever happened to "hello"?]
What, is a guy not allowed to stop by his friend's place for a chat?
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Date: 2019-11-06 04:39 pm (UTC)Sorry, I-- [ ... ] --it's just that you're usually at the training grounds at this hour, aren't you? That's why I jumped to the conclusion that something might be wrong. I apologize.
[ Seriously, where are his manners!!!
He steps back away from the door then, pulling it open and offering a beckoning gesture. ]
Please, come in.
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Date: 2019-11-09 08:18 am (UTC)It's nothing you gotta invite me in for, but I did want to talk to you about it as soon as possible.
That said, he still follows Ashe inside with a quick nod of thanks once the offer is made.]
Ashe, I heard you weren't coming to the ball at the end of the month. You know Garreg Mach only does this kinda stuff once a year, right?
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Date: 2019-11-10 06:32 pm (UTC)That's true; I... wasn't planning to, no.
[ His eyes lower and skirt away for just a moment, as though he feels some degree of guilty. ]
I'm a commoner, and events like that seem more suited for nobles, that's all.
[ A beat. ]
Why do you ask?
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Date: 2019-11-11 04:35 am (UTC)[As if! Garreg Mach is one of the few places in all of Fodlan where those barriers between the commonfolk and the nobility were supposed to be torn down! They attend class together, train together, eat together... Caspar shakes his head.]
That excuse is so flimsy, I'm not sure I even believe it's the real reason you're not going.
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Date: 2019-11-11 04:44 am (UTC)No. Not really. ]
Oh, alright--[ spoken like someone who hadn’t wanted to surrender the following information ]--it’s also that balls are for dancing; and I...
[ This isn’t something to be ashamed of, yet he feels a modicum of shame for it anyway, for some reason. ]
...I was never taught how.
[ His head shakes. ]
If I went, and someone asked me to dance, I wouldn't even know where to begin.
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Date: 2019-11-13 01:26 am (UTC)Oh... oh yeah, that makes sense.
[It's easy to forget who is and isn't a noble with noble training, here. And Ashe probably didn't have the chance to learn even while living with Lonato, right? Still...]
Well, we've still got a month before the ball. I could teach you!
[The look in Caspar's eyes says he's already set on it, actually. Get ready, Ashe.]
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Date: 2019-11-13 04:01 am (UTC)Until now.
Or a month from now, rather. Which is more than enough time for him to learn. But--]
Ahh, are you sure? [ !! ] That you want to go to the trouble, I mean.