#;ball

[mistletoe-official]

|| Carphira at a ball ||

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"How about we go out together and I'll help you get fitted?" he offered, tilting his head slightly as he suggested the option. Commander thought that since they were going together, then why not help each other out.

Wow, such a subtle way to let others know we’re going to the ball as a couple.

"Why not."

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Irvin relaxed as he had finally gotten that off of his chest. It was one of the more... difficult questions to ask. "Now, do you have suit? I've never seen you in one, so I'm curious about whether or not you actually own one."

"I don’t have one. I’ve never needed a suit, that’s why." He would have to get measured to get one that fitted him. What a nuisance.

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"Ahahaha.... Um... Yeah," he said apologetically, laughing nervously as he awaited the corporals reaction. "Because I think we both know that if you attempted leading then it'd just be awkward." Because of their height difference that is.

"Don’t use that as an excuse. I would be the woman even if the height difference was smaller." He was not going to be fooled that easily. “Anyways. Fine. I’ll play the damn woman role."

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"Yes I do actually," he said with a nod, smiling a bit at a memory. "My mother forced me to take classes as a child, but I do have to apologize. The way I was taught meant that there was a male and female roleplay..." Irvin trailed off, hoping the other would catch on to what he was trying to say.

Silence.

Then….

"So you’re basically implying that I would act as a female, aren’t you."

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Irvin let out a nervous chuckle and held up his hands, showing he really meant no harm. "H-hey there's no need to get violent Rivaille... I was only teasing." Though teasing the small corporal was enjoyable, he wouldn't risk being unable to have children just to do it.

The corporal kept a smirk to himself, now his turn to be amused by his commander’s reaction. At least he took his threats seriously, which others wouldn’t do because of his height. It was better to go with him, this way, there wouldn’t be any people injured by him for teasing him too much. 

"So you say." He crossed his arms, arching an eyebrow. “Do you know how to dance?"

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"You look like one. I mean with your height it'd be easy to pass off." Yes. This is how the commander cures his boredom. Pissing off his small subordinate to no end. "I hope you can find a suit that fits you in the children's department." And he does it with all seriousness too.

"You know, Irvin. In a ball, people dance. And while they are dancing, some of them can commit mistakes, like stepping on their partner’s foot, tripping, or kicking their crotch as hard as possible."