Oh no... you're a classical music lover, aren't you?
[This is the saddest thing he's heard all day... truly the thing that will break their friendship. Scott scrunches his nose at first in an exaggerated fashion, before breaking into laughter, his shoulder bumping hers.]
That just means I have to show you my favorites later. Get you to join the dark side.
Yeah, music that's like... all instrumental. Music that would play in the background of rich society.
[Although guess if she's from some weird version of France, despite it being kind of horrible, it checks out?? It sort of makes sense in his teenage brain. France is France no matter what. He won't hold it against her.
But they're just about there, Scott nodding over at her as he starts walking off street and to a more nature like path. That nervousness from before returns briefly, but he tries to cover it up like normal.]
Just past here. [...] I know, try and contain your excitement.
[She prefers nature over city, if she's being honest. The Content had been fresh and new and beautiful and terrifying--but that felt better than Lumiere and it's broken buildings and cracked foundations, no matter how much Maelle enjoyed the architecture and the hidden spots only she knew.]
Excitement contained. Curiosity... can't promise anything. I didn't know we were going on a nature walk.
[But each step draws them closer to his intended destination. It's not like a super secret spot that no one can find or venture into, but it's a bit off the beaten path. He remembers coming here the first time with Shadow, when he was feeling like shit and everything. The grumpy hedgehog is long gone, but the strange companionship he had with him isn't something he's going to forget.
And in a corny ass sort of way, he's glad to kind of share this spot with someone that he likes and cares about.
But with another push through a few bushes, they finally make it to a small field that is a good distance away from the nearest street or building. A small grove filled with various flowers, though some are starting to fade with the changing weather. Still, there's something lively and bright about this place, while at the same time being quiet and peaceful. It's probably not an area that Scott would normally associate himself with, but.]
And here we are.
[He announces with a small smile, walking forward a few steps and trying to stop himself from looking anxious by facing the flowers instead of her.]
[She's not sure what she was expecting, but a flower field was probably not it. She's surprised, eyebrows up as she glances to Scott who is very much not looking at her. Her feet carry her closer, and she crouches down where some of the flowers flutter in the slight breeze, appreciating the colors.]
Just in time before the weather changes, huh? I didn't know this was here.
[Yep, he's definitely nervous, even though it's clear that she's appreciating the flowers-- already kneeling by the ground so she can get a better look. It's just uh, he's just feeling this way for some reason!
One hand reaches up to rub the back of his neck, resisting the urge to just play things off or pretend that everything is just chill.]
Uh yeah, just a place one of my friends showed me a while back. No big deal. Thought it would be kind of nice to show you, I guess.
[Her simple comment does a lot to ease those anxieties that have been building up, the mutant finally feeling a little less stupid and more comfortable with everything. Not that he expected to Maelle to laugh or anything, but... guess he really just wanted to impress her. Or make her really enjoy the place he's been wanting to take her.
That stress almost visibly leaves his body, a more familiar smile tugging at the corner of his mouth before he kneels down next to her.]
[As he easily plops down next to her, Scott makes sure that he doesn't accidentally sit on any of the flowers they're looking at, partly because Maelle really seems to love them and because he can almost imagine Shadow frowning at him from wherever he's at. Hopefully back home and being a grumpy ass hedgehog.
And while it's always a little harder for him to fully appreciate something like this, since everything is a shade of red to him, there are still other things that sort of make this place memorable. Right now he's adding more to it.]
Do I get any say in this? [He laughs, but it's clear he's going to go along with her.]
[She makes sure her drink and snack are safely set down on some grass, crossing her legs and searching around for some smaller flowers. She feels a little bad for picking them, but the season change will take them out soon enough, right?]
Being able to make a flower chain is a very useful skill, you know.
[He leans his face against an open palm, one eyebrow raised but still he's smiling because even though they're just sitting in a flower field, he's just happy to spend time with her. So fucking mushy, but at least he doesn't have to worry about her reading his thoughts.
Well... [It's been a minute since she's done this, so she takes a moment to carefully use her nails to make a slit in a stem.] Sophie will be impressed.
[She slips in the stem of another flower, linking the two together.]
[A thoughtful little noise leaves him at that. Would Sophie know how to do something like this? Probably not, he can't really picture Sophie delicately puncturing a stem with her nail to work on a flower chain. She probably would just buy something like that.
So he continues to lean his cheek against his palm as he watches her.]
You know, you're probably right. She definitely doesn't know how to do this. She wouldn't want to get her nails dirty and stuff.
[He likes Sophie with all his heart, really.] Going to make her one?
Why can't you show her this?? Seems like a perfect girl bonding moment or whatever.
[But despite the whole attitude, he takes the unlinked flowers from her. Yeah yeah, this feels a little girly, but he doesn't care too much... maybe because he's just enjoying doing stuff with her.]
So you made a slit like this, right?
[He digs his nail into the stem like she did.] And then you just link them?
I'm pretty sure Sophie would be pretty happy about getting a flower chain from you.
[But okay he can also admit that she would be really happy about getting something like this from him. Fine, Maelle wins this round. Besides, he's already getting in the groove and it's not like he's going to throw away his hard work after this.]
So, that means I need to make a pretty big one. [Wow?????] Do you think she cares what colors they are? Because... it's kind of hard for me to see.
[He admits, a little awkward, slightly shy, but he wants to hear what she thinks.]
[A joke, but a bit of an actual question, too. She can guess what it's like to look through those tinted glasses, and she points to each flower as she speaks.]
This is white. This is blue, this is purple... I think a mix would look nice. Not too intentional. A random pattern.
[No added sass or anything for once, just a simple answer that's given in an almost quiet manner as he looks at each flower that she points out. White, blue, purple... he thinks those are colors that Sophie would like. Guess he never asked and it's hard to tell what sort of colors she normally wears or covers her room.
But at least he has Maelle to help him right now, huh? He's pretty thankful about that. He reaches forward to take the flowers that she pointed out, although he soon stops after gathering them in his hands-- as if a thought just occurred to him.]
Would you like to see? ...Like everything being red?
[He jokes, though as she reveals that her hair is actually red... Scott tilts his head to really look at her, his eyes taking in those strands that are pulled back into its usual ponytail. So, what he sees right now is what he's actually supposed to see for once? At least with her hair? Well, that's nice. He's sure that the red isn't entirely right, but Scott finds himself smiling anyway. Sometimes it's the small things and--]
Good, because you're pretty cute with the red hair.
[COUGH. ANYWAY... he closes his eyes before tugging his sunglasses off, his fingers wrapping around the frames before he holds them out to her. Maybe hiding a little behind closed eyes for a moment after that comment.]
[Cute??? Maelle blinks, slow to process the word, snd by the time it churns in her brain and her cheeks are red Scott's eyes are closed so she's spared. Spared from... something.
She takes the glasses and peers into them before putting them on. Her face feels hot. Must be the sunlight.]
Yeah? Yeah. I mean, it has to be red because of my powers and everything...
[So smooth. What a thing to say after telling a girl that she's cute. He's never been the greatest at flirting and stuff, so he just settles with keeping his eyes closed as he listens to her. The only bad thing is that he can't see her reactions; he doesn't know if he's totally weirded her out. At least she doesn't sound put out or upset? So, he takes that as a good sign.
ANYWAY...]
But it's better than being blind and stuff. That really sucked.
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[This is the saddest thing he's heard all day... truly the thing that will break their friendship. Scott scrunches his nose at first in an exaggerated fashion, before breaking into laughter, his shoulder bumping hers.]
That just means I have to show you my favorites later. Get you to join the dark side.
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[It's just music! For dancing or reading or relaxing...]
Well, you know. I'm a sponge, here to learn about all the things Lumière lacked.
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[Although guess if she's from some weird version of France, despite it being kind of horrible, it checks out?? It sort of makes sense in his teenage brain. France is France no matter what. He won't hold it against her.
But they're just about there, Scott nodding over at her as he starts walking off street and to a more nature like path. That nervousness from before returns briefly, but he tries to cover it up like normal.]
Just past here. [...] I know, try and contain your excitement.
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Excitement contained. Curiosity... can't promise anything. I didn't know we were going on a nature walk.
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[But each step draws them closer to his intended destination. It's not like a super secret spot that no one can find or venture into, but it's a bit off the beaten path. He remembers coming here the first time with Shadow, when he was feeling like shit and everything. The grumpy hedgehog is long gone, but the strange companionship he had with him isn't something he's going to forget.
And in a corny ass sort of way, he's glad to kind of share this spot with someone that he likes and cares about.
But with another push through a few bushes, they finally make it to a small field that is a good distance away from the nearest street or building. A small grove filled with various flowers, though some are starting to fade with the changing weather. Still, there's something lively and bright about this place, while at the same time being quiet and peaceful. It's probably not an area that Scott would normally associate himself with, but.]
And here we are.
[He announces with a small smile, walking forward a few steps and trying to stop himself from looking anxious by facing the flowers instead of her.]
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Just in time before the weather changes, huh? I didn't know this was here.
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One hand reaches up to rub the back of his neck, resisting the urge to just play things off or pretend that everything is just chill.]
Uh yeah, just a place one of my friends showed me a while back. No big deal. Thought it would be kind of nice to show you, I guess.
[Some rambling? Some rambling.]
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[Flowers and the Gommage go hand in hand. The celebrations each year never sat right with Maelle, but she did always enjoy the flowers.]
Ever make a flower chain before?
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That stress almost visibly leaves his body, a more familiar smile tugging at the corner of his mouth before he kneels down next to her.]
Huh? Uh, no, can't say I have.
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Okay, then. You're going to learn. Ready?
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And while it's always a little harder for him to fully appreciate something like this, since everything is a shade of red to him, there are still other things that sort of make this place memorable. Right now he's adding more to it.]
Do I get any say in this? [He laughs, but it's clear he's going to go along with her.]
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[She makes sure her drink and snack are safely set down on some grass, crossing her legs and searching around for some smaller flowers. She feels a little bad for picking them, but the season change will take them out soon enough, right?]
Being able to make a flower chain is a very useful skill, you know.
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[He leans his face against an open palm, one eyebrow raised but still he's smiling because even though they're just sitting in a flower field, he's just happy to spend time with her. So fucking mushy, but at least he doesn't have to worry about her reading his thoughts.
A NICE BREAK FROM HIS HOME SITUATION--]
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[She slips in the stem of another flower, linking the two together.]
I bet she doesn't even know how to do this.
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So he continues to lean his cheek against his palm as he watches her.]
You know, you're probably right. She definitely doesn't know how to do this. She wouldn't want to get her nails dirty and stuff.
[He likes Sophie with all his heart, really.] Going to make her one?
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[She lightly taps his wrist. No chilling, guy! Maelle holds out two unlinked flowers for him to take.]
Here.
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[But despite the whole attitude, he takes the unlinked flowers from her. Yeah yeah, this feels a little girly, but he doesn't care too much... maybe because he's just enjoying doing stuff with her.]
So you made a slit like this, right?
[He digs his nail into the stem like she did.] And then you just link them?
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[Maelle leans over to watch what he does. A quick study! She grins--he pays more attention than he wants people to believe.]
Yep. You've got it. You keep going until you think it's long enough to fit on her head.
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[But okay he can also admit that she would be really happy about getting something like this from him. Fine, Maelle wins this round. Besides, he's already getting in the groove and it's not like he's going to throw away his hard work after this.]
So, that means I need to make a pretty big one. [Wow?????] Do you think she cares what colors they are? Because... it's kind of hard for me to see.
[He admits, a little awkward, slightly shy, but he wants to hear what she thinks.]
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[A joke, but a bit of an actual question, too. She can guess what it's like to look through those tinted glasses, and she points to each flower as she speaks.]
This is white. This is blue, this is purple... I think a mix would look nice. Not too intentional. A random pattern.
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[No added sass or anything for once, just a simple answer that's given in an almost quiet manner as he looks at each flower that she points out. White, blue, purple... he thinks those are colors that Sophie would like. Guess he never asked and it's hard to tell what sort of colors she normally wears or covers her room.
But at least he has Maelle to help him right now, huh? He's pretty thankful about that. He reaches forward to take the flowers that she pointed out, although he soon stops after gathering them in his hands-- as if a thought just occurred to him.]
Would you like to see? ...Like everything being red?
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[They're pretty important! Maelle fiddles with her flowers, making another link.]
Also, if you've ever wondered... my hair is actually red.
[Not that he hasn't seen it or anything but Maelle is happy to forget about that.]
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[He jokes, though as she reveals that her hair is actually red... Scott tilts his head to really look at her, his eyes taking in those strands that are pulled back into its usual ponytail. So, what he sees right now is what he's actually supposed to see for once? At least with her hair? Well, that's nice. He's sure that the red isn't entirely right, but Scott finds himself smiling anyway. Sometimes it's the small things and--]
Good, because you're pretty cute with the red hair.
[COUGH. ANYWAY... he closes his eyes before tugging his sunglasses off, his fingers wrapping around the frames before he holds them out to her. Maybe hiding a little behind closed eyes for a moment after that comment.]
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She takes the glasses and peers into them before putting them on. Her face feels hot. Must be the sunlight.]
Oh... yeah. Pretty red behind these.
[Her face included.]
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[So smooth. What a thing to say after telling a girl that she's cute. He's never been the greatest at flirting and stuff, so he just settles with keeping his eyes closed as he listens to her. The only bad thing is that he can't see her reactions; he doesn't know if he's totally weirded her out. At least she doesn't sound put out or upset? So, he takes that as a good sign.
ANYWAY...]
But it's better than being blind and stuff. That really sucked.
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