Algimas x Clara

C: Lord Algimas
A: Even on the battlefield you keep on playing your game?
C: Game, Sir Algimas?
A: Oh no, don’t you go feinting ignorance her, Your Majesty, you know very well what you are doing.
C: Maybe it is less of a game and more of a hello just for you, General.
A: Great, so we go from you spooking me out to me being your play thing? How fo you even manage to sneak up on me so easily?
C: I guess that is for me to know and you to find out, Sir Algimas.
A:… You’re making this into another game, aren’t you?
C: It wouldn’t be one if the other player wasn’t willing…dear… chap.
A: Well I- wait, what did you just say?
C: We will play a new game since you are so interested. When we are in private we shall drop the pleasantries we have been sharing till now. I would imagine we are more than just singe and lord after all. Until later… good fellow.
A: … What did I get myself into?

B
C: Hello… Algimas.
A: C-lara, you do know you can stop doing this if it makes you uncomfortable.
C: What, me, uncomfortable, Algimas? No, I wouldn’t even call it that, my dear friend!
A: …
C: …. Was that too much?
A: A bit. That was more like Foskey than you being naturally speaking with me… You haven’t been practicing with Sir Foskey, have you?
C:…Well less practicing and more observing, if I must say.
A: Your-, uh, Clara, Sir Foskey is hardly the correct person to observe on normalcy.
C: But I am getting better, aren’t I?
A: Getting better is stretching it, …Clara. I was trying my best to keep myself from laughing back at camp the night before when you said, “I surely do love to do a dance after a meal, do you not, Algimas my boy?”

C: Well, that wasn’t a lie…really. A dance is always pleasant to partake in. It allows me to focus on each part of me, my legs, my arms, down to my very core.  And if I remember correctly, you didn’t give me a reply, Algimas..
A: …
C: Well, Algimas?
A: This is neither the place nor time, Clara. You can play around with me later on at camp, but please keep the games off of the battlefield.
C: Then I shall await your answer back to the camp. And Algimas…
A: Yeah, Clara?
C: Next time, laugh.
A:?
C: I must be off.
A: It’s one thing after another.

A
A:…
C….
A: …
C:.. Algimas.
A: Clara,  I can explain.
C: On how you are so poor at dancing Sir Algimas ? Or for the bruises that are on my feet?
A: Hey, I warned you, didn’t I?
C: You only said that it had been a while since you danced, not that you were as blind as a new borne babe.
A: Folk dances I can do, ballroom is a whole other type of beast, Clara.
C: Though your feet were lacking, your hands were seemingly more experienced. A bit too enthusiastic, Algimas.
A: Says you, I think I have some marks left at how tightly you were gripping my arm!
C:  I…
A: Ahahahahah
C:What is so funny, Algimas.
A: I am just remembering how stiff I was back when we first met, that’s all. Now look at us.
C: Us…
A: Say, Clara, what says you? I know I’m a low borne man, but I want to make this game of yours into a reality.
C: W-what are you saying, Algimas?
A: Do I need to make it any clearer?
C: I, I….
A: …. Guess I do…
C: What are you-!!!!
A:….
C:…
A: Was that a bit too much?
C: A kiss, a sudden one at that, on the battlefield is a tad bit too much, Algimas. But I didn’t stop you, did I?
A: Caught in the moment or are you serious. Clara?
C: How far are you planning to go?
A: Well, more than this, that is for sure. But you will have to wait for the rest later.
C: What game are you playing at now, Algimas?
A: Still caught in the moment, Clara? I can stop here and now, but to tell you the truth, I would rather not. And even then, I think I remember hearing a certain queen saying that it takes two willing players to make a game.
C:… I will wait and see then, Algimas.
A:….
C: But be aware, Algimas, I have high expectations and I dislike having my hopes dashed.
A: Don’t you worry, Clara. I plan to go well beyond those heights.