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Shadowgast roller skating?

tags: modern day, no magic, disabled character

(ao3)

Beauregard thumped him hard across the back of his head and Caleb saw brights sparks in his vision for a moment.

“Beauregard!” he chastised, rubbing at his sore skull.

“Have you heard anything I’ve said in the last five minutes?” Beau demanded, clearly already knowing the answer. He knew it too but he was damned if he was going to admit it to his violent friend and risk further injury.

“Of course!”

“Really? Cause it seems like you been trying to undress Thelyss with nothing but the Force for the past ten minutes,” Beau said, tipping her head towards the object of Caleb’s focus with a sharp nod.

“I am not!”

Beau rolled her eyes, ignoring his loud denial, “What is about him skating around the rink that makes you so stupid anyway?”

“He’s very graceful,” Caleb muttered. Graceful, it was an understatement really. Caleb watched Essek more than he would like to admit to anyone, including himself, it was quite pathetic really so Caleb pretended it wasn’t as bad as it was. Clearly he wasn’t that good of a liar if Beau was now taking it upon herself to confront him over his pining.

He really couldn’t help it though, Essek was enchanting. He always moved carefully from building to building, often with the aid of a cane, every footstep measured and rationed out to ensure the least amount of pain for him. He was almost military like in his tense gait, never faltering but never severe. It was both mindful and confident and demanded the respect of his peers in a way that always left Caleb’s throat a little dry.

But on skates…on skates Essek glided with the grace of an expert ballerina commanding the stage. All that measured movement threaded into just the right amount of push to fly around the rink with ease as though he was born to it. At times it looked like he was floating.

Caleb had walked into a knee height wall and then tumbled arse over head into the bushes the first time he’d seen Essek skating. A frankly embarrassing affair that no one had witnessed, thankfully.

Beau made a disgusted noise as Caleb went back to watching Essek. Now there was no hiding his true reason for sitting in the cafe there wasn’t any point in maintaining the illusion of small talk with his friend in favour of the more pleasurable pastime.

“Ask him out already,” Beau stated sucking the last dregs of her ridiculous iced coffee through a straw loud enough to draw the ire of nearby students attempting to work.

“Nein, I have not finished the thesis,” Caleb replied, chin in hand as his eyes followed Essek ducking and weaving around an obstacle course only he could see.

Beau groaned and thumped her empty coffee down on the bar hard enough to vibrate the wood and window, “For the love - your nerd foreplay is deranged.”

“Says the woman who was won over by poetry, there is a way to win the heart of a nerd properly,” Caleb smirked, catching the flush of Beau’s cheeks at the reminder. He noted she didn’t fight being labelled a nerd, a long way from when they first met and she refused to admit her own intelligence that rivalled his own.

“And what? You’re hoping he’ll read your little physics theory and it’ll make him wanna strip naked on a desk and say ‘take me I’m yours’?”

“Don’t be so crude,” Caleb scolded. Beau raised an expectant eyebrow at him. “…It should at least get me some one on one debating time,” he relented.

“Debating time, don’t you mean -“ Beau waggled her eyebrows as she leered at him.

“You have spent too much time with Jester,” Caleb grumbled interrupting her before she finished her perverted thoughts.

Beau chuckled, “Yeah and that’s how I know Thelyss changed his schedule so he can skate out here at the exact same time you take lunch.”

“Was?” Caleb turned to face his unperturbed friend who idly played with the straw of his finished drink.

“Jester basically bullied her way into Essek’s life as his new ‘BFF’ and they ‘talk’,” Beau shrugged all innocently, knowing full well she was aware of the importance of the information she was so kindly dropping on his lap with the subtlety of Frumpkin diving from the top of a kitchen cupboards onto his chosen victim.

“He…” Caleb trailed off turning back to look at Essek gliding around the park without a care in the world while Caleb’s world had been turned upside down over too sweet overpriced coffee.

“Ask him the fuck out already!”

“Why are you so invested in my love life?” Caleb demanded suddenly suspicious of Beau’s generosity in ill gotten information.

“There’s a pot and if I win not only am I robbing Kingsley blind but it’s enough cash for tickets to Yasha’s favourite band,” Beau admitted shamelessly.

“And I should assist you why?”

“Two reasons. One; I’ll split the pot with you. And two; Jester is growing bored,” Beau pointed out flicking him in the face with one finger and then another. It took a moment for the warning to settle into his mind. A bored Jester was a helpful Jester and Caleb didn’t relish the hijinks that would ensue when their resident prankster turned her full mischievous attentions on Caleb’s barren love life.

“Fifty-fifty,” Caleb declared as he practically threw himself from his seat, snatching up his coat and almost decapitating Beau with it as he fled the cafe.

“Eighty-Twenty, those tickets are expensive!” Beau yelled after him.

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