Hah. [He remembered being trained to stand on one leg and exchange strikes from numerous angles at the same time. So much of his training in Scathach's camp had gone to waste, he thought. Not once had he ever fought solely on one leg or lost a limb in battle that would have taught him the need for that sense of balance.
Where it really came into play was that moment. Lancer raised one foot up with ease that had been forgotten for years so he could trip the latch to the door and shove it open--all so he wouldn't have to set Merida down.At least until they reached their destination.
One hand idled on Merida's backside, fingertips pointedly curling along the curve of it so he could give her a squeeze. His other hand was forced to draw away from her as he reached to a wooden post just by the basin. With one hand, he pulled it and water flowed into the empty basin. Realizing quickly that he had to check that the bottom was corked, he leaned over Merida's shoulder to ensure that it was. Relief washed over him, since that would have meant he'd have to stop for just a moment.
With that, Lancer set Merida's backside on the edge of the basin and then used that chance to dip lower, giving her a strong kiss to work her up while waiting for the water. He would have to make sure not to get too into things, he thought--or that basin would overflow and that bath wouldn't happen.]
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Where it really came into play was that moment. Lancer raised one foot up with ease that had been forgotten for years so he could trip the latch to the door and shove it open--all so he wouldn't have to set Merida down.At least until they reached their destination.
One hand idled on Merida's backside, fingertips pointedly curling along the curve of it so he could give her a squeeze. His other hand was forced to draw away from her as he reached to a wooden post just by the basin. With one hand, he pulled it and water flowed into the empty basin. Realizing quickly that he had to check that the bottom was corked, he leaned over Merida's shoulder to ensure that it was. Relief washed over him, since that would have meant he'd have to stop for just a moment.
With that, Lancer set Merida's backside on the edge of the basin and then used that chance to dip lower, giving her a strong kiss to work her up while waiting for the water. He would have to make sure not to get too into things, he thought--or that basin would overflow and that bath wouldn't happen.]