[Post 023] Video/Action for Goldenrod City

[of_france]

[The 'Gear comes on to capture France, a bouquet of red roses in one arm and his other hand extended in a flourishing motion towards Envy, who is seated at a table in a restaurant in Goldenrod. France clears his throat, takes a deep breath, and launches into -]Before you, I stand

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[exeggutorhead]

[Okay, just give him a minute to retrieve his ability to think, France.]

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[exeggutorhead]

I...you actually wrote it?

[Oh God romance. How does it work. He can't say he didn't like the poetry, really. He's just not really sure how to deal with getting it.]

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[of_france]

[France beams up at Envy, looking somewhere between hopeful and devious.]

Of course. I am France, after all; love poetry is in my very blood.

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[exeggutorhead]

[After a bit of hesitation, he does give in enough to reach to accept the roses, and by extension accept the poem, with a small, brief smile. It'd be hard to get him to do much more in public though. Going to try acting normal about this, but it might be clear to France anyway that he's still pretty flustered and caught off-guard.] After that, I believe you. Were you planning this long?

Why'd you do it in front of everyone?

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[of_france]

[Even though he was pretty sure Envy would accept the roses and the poem, France can't help but feel the victory inherent to all of it. He stands up, taking his own seat at the table and leaning comfortably on his elbows.]

Oh, for a bit.

[He does, at least, have the sense to look a little sheepish.]

Confessions in public are usually considered romantic.

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[exeggutorhead]

[Envy holds onto the roses instead of setting them somewhere, holding them loosely in one arm. Embarrassment be damned, they were his present from France.]

[And speaking of embarrassment. The Gear is already ringing with people laughing or asking about wedding proposals, and Envy gives France a look best translated as a cross between 'whyyyy?' and 'I may go into hiding forever'.]

Even ones over the entire network?

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[of_france]

[France's eyes have a mischievous light to them now, and he smirks at Envy, obviously enjoying himself.]

Oh, yes. After all, I like people to know about who I consider most beautiful.

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[exeggutorhead]

[Envy is now caught between continuing to be embarrassed and preening over being called beautiful. He settles for turning his head to the side with a small frown, looking at France out of the corner of his eye and only partially attempting to hide how pleased the compliment made him.]

They're laughing, though.

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[of_france]

[France gives a leisurely shrug, making a show of watching all of Envy's movements.]

They only laugh because it's the only way they can cover their jealousy en lieu of outright anger. They don't have my love. You do, and they know it.

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[exeggutorhead]

[Oh, Envy loves the idea of other people being jealous of him. So while he keeps his head turned, there's a smirk creeping across his face. He idly moves his free hand to brush against the petals of one of the roses.] Well, it is certainly something to be jealous of.

[Envy finally relents, turning to face forward and resting one elbow on the table. He sighs dramatically.] I guess it isn't too bad, then.

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[of_france]

[France smiles, winking playfully.]

I knew you'd come to enjoy it.

[He giggles slightly.]

After all, now you have gloating rights over all those single people.

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[exeggutorhead]

Maybe. A little. [He's making a show of conceding that much, but it's more teasing by now. He smirks slightly.] But I do think I might enjoy it better to have all to myself.

Maybe I should start gloating more though, about getting to have you.

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[of_france]

[France giggles more, grinning widely behind a coy hand.]

I do enjoy people knowing how wonderful I am.

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[exeggutorhead]

Heh, sometimes I wonder how I got so lucky.

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[of_france]

You are something of a catch.