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[Truthfully speaking, this Ball was nothing more than a glorified dance class in Linhardt's mind. They were practically obligated to attend and partake, dancing with people and exchanging smiles and pleasantries; a ball like this was at least somewhat important to the nobility, Linhardt was sure, but as far as he was concerned? He had no business here, and the first chance he could get out, he took gladly.
He wasn't altogether sure about where to go, honestly; he could certainly just turn in for the night on his bed, or get back to his crest research, but there was another curiosity that he wanted to take a look at; the Goddess Tower. The details were a little fuzzy in Linhardt's mind, but he had heard some so-called rumors about what happened within the tower. Something interesting would happen if two people entered the tower...was it that they would be blessed by the Goddess if they shared a vow, or that they would be cursed for defiling her tower? Linhardt couldn't really recall off the top of his head, as it wasn't a topic that interested him too much, but...well, it was an interesting research opportunity and there was certainly a first time for everything.
But of course, he knew very well he wasn't exactly destined for much in the love department. As far as he was concerned, the Goddess Tower would be a once in a lifetime napping spot, and Linhardt intended to take the bait. It was surprisingly quiet, though he didn't doubt that there were people waiting to come in and try to find their 'true love', as they would likely call it. Linhardt finds his way to a nice spot within the tower, settling himself in for what's likely to be an interesting sleep, if nothing else.
Who knows, maybe he'll get to eavesdrop on some unlucky sap within the tower before he nods off, or perhaps even hear someone find the love of their life. The latter would certainly be a nice thought, for one of the others, perhaps. That would at least be interesting to hear...]
He wasn't altogether sure about where to go, honestly; he could certainly just turn in for the night on his bed, or get back to his crest research, but there was another curiosity that he wanted to take a look at; the Goddess Tower. The details were a little fuzzy in Linhardt's mind, but he had heard some so-called rumors about what happened within the tower. Something interesting would happen if two people entered the tower...was it that they would be blessed by the Goddess if they shared a vow, or that they would be cursed for defiling her tower? Linhardt couldn't really recall off the top of his head, as it wasn't a topic that interested him too much, but...well, it was an interesting research opportunity and there was certainly a first time for everything.
But of course, he knew very well he wasn't exactly destined for much in the love department. As far as he was concerned, the Goddess Tower would be a once in a lifetime napping spot, and Linhardt intended to take the bait. It was surprisingly quiet, though he didn't doubt that there were people waiting to come in and try to find their 'true love', as they would likely call it. Linhardt finds his way to a nice spot within the tower, settling himself in for what's likely to be an interesting sleep, if nothing else.
Who knows, maybe he'll get to eavesdrop on some unlucky sap within the tower before he nods off, or perhaps even hear someone find the love of their life. The latter would certainly be a nice thought, for one of the others, perhaps. That would at least be interesting to hear...]
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[Linhardt himself keeps something of an eye on the people as they enter the main hall, though he only pays attention to those relevant, in his eyes--though he does think he heard Sylvain whistling, if nothing else, he gives Marianne the briefest of smiles, and waves at Annette and Mercedes when they wave at him (enthusiastically, in Annette's case, bless her soul)--but otherwise, he's more than here for being comfortable and shown off.
Hubert's question does get a bit of a pause in consideration...]
Let's stay in yours; I've been quite happy to play host a few times, after all, but I've always wanted to spend the night in that room of yours... [Ah.] May we stop by mine first, however? I ought to get changed into something a little more comfortable than this.
[...]
Unless you'd like me to stay in this...
[There's the hint of a smirk on Linhardt's face when he says that.]
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[He does sound like he's thinking it over while he ascends the stairs of the dormitories.]
You'll need to bring Nyx, so you might as well bring a change of clothes with you in case you decide you want to change later.
[...But you're definitely keeping the dancer outfit for now!! It's delivered in the same tone as usual, as though he's discussing business, but the smirk and the beginnings of a blush give him away all too easily.]
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Linhardt's starting to mind less and less, and nods his head in response. He sees that smirk and flush, and it's all too tempting to go up and pepper his face with kisses...]
Mmm, you know, when you put it like that... [Linhardt chuckles a bit, lowering his voice.] You make it sound like you don't want me to at all, you know. Do you really like it that much?
[That's definitely rather openly flirtatious, to say the least. Linhardt's not used to taking that tone, but...well, maybe he wants to see if he can fluster Hubert a bit.]
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[It's sort of embarrassing, but he can't really say he minds any. Not right now, anyway.
Of course, they come to Linhardt's room shortly and he stops to let Linhardt down.]
Gather whatever you'd like to bring. With any luck, we won't be disturbed tomorrow morning.
[Luck has absolutely nothing to do with it, he knows Her Majesty won't bother them.]