[Meanwhile, Luke's been keeping an eye on the kids and also jumping in to assist with the stage combat where needed. Dance isn't his forte but he knows how to move with props and he's agile enough it works out. He's leaning against a wall and watching this go down, eyes following the movements of both the main Mercutio and Yuri himself and it's only when Yuri's alone that he snickers to himself.]
I don't know if "exciting" is conductive to coordination. It might be hard even for you to keep up.
( Yuri tips his head back to look toward Luke, having caught the snickering to start with. He's frowning by reflex; there's a part of him that's always ready and bristling when he thinks someone's being dismissive of him in some capacity that might matter. )
I doubt that. ( he leaves the "asshole" implied. less because of any will he has toward Luke and more because this is exactly his offhand, prickly attitude. ) It's a "fight" between two actors. If you can't manage to coordinate two people on a contained stage, you've got other problems going on.
[Yuri is one of those people that always amuses him because he's fun to ruffle, so sorry about that. As it is, he hears the implication and it rolls right off of him as he listens to Yuri's explanation, waving a hand as if flapping off the notion.]
The thing about stage combat is that there are way too many moving parts most people aren't used to. Not everybody's a dancer, you know. [He's letting his gaze drift a bit, seemingly searching for something.] You think you could easily adjust if the choreography changed enough?
I might. I've been thinking about it anyway after watching you guys. After the play's over I'm done with stage combat for the time being but it doesn't hurt to know what works and what doesn't for next time. Interested in learning a little more?
[kc why did you make me read that sentence, stop this. Luke's expression doesn't change and he simply smiles a little.]
Something to give you a bit of an edge. I've met a lot of dancers--[No he hasn't]--and not a lot of them really know how to move with props and make it look as seamless as you seem to think it should be.
( just think you were part of a task force that ultimately let me in this game to write that sentence, we're all horrified??? either way, Yuri's giving him a flat look. Luke, you own a bar. he knows this. there's a cat tagged by Yuri's Angels that lives there, probably. )
Exactly what kind of dancers you're meeting when you work and own a bar leaves me with all kinds of questions I don't really want answered.
[The cat definitely lives there on the counter like a good cat, probably.]
That's not what I meant. I had a life before I owned the bar, you know. Where do you think I learned how to fence in the first place? [He folds his arms over his chest.] You say that like you don't trust me.
( now we know why Yuri must challenge party satan also to a dance
off, Luke, is this what you want? then again it's doubtful anyone will be
asking. as for now, Yuri looks him straight on, shoulders hunched just a
little: indicating how he's defensive, yes, and probably saying more than
he wants. )
( he points out. he takes his chances where he feels it's worth the effort. by and large, that's never been on other people. not outside of the professional sphere, where he and everyone else involved have a structure and accountability, even in an artistic community.
so yes, he's a pessimist. aware of it, and not in a rush to change it. dave and anya and... sorey and... maybe karkat are slowly instigating that change, but minus sorey, they're all his age. and that's more comfortable, in ways, but just as uncertain.
I don't think this is a case where something like that applies, but now you're just getting philosophical. Are all teenagers these days borderline depressing, or is this a special case?
[He's giving him shit, sure, but he's genuinely curious now.] I've been out of the loop for a while.
( actually maybe they all are. Yuri gives Luke a glare that turns into a flat look, tossing his head and making a dismissive motion with his hand. )
Ask anyone. It's clearly just me.
( it isn't, but he's not here to discuss his generation. if anything, he finds them largely undermotivated (because they're teenagers, Yuri) and difficult for him to connect with. can't be let down by a world you refused to let in from the start, right?
as if this ends a conversation, he's walking away on that alone, the scoff clear and the irritation present in the tension in his shoulders... and the stomp implied in the fact his footsteps can be clearly heard as he marches away. )
[He knows better than to chase after him, though now he has, like, twenty kind of concerns. Maybe he'll just ask Anya? Nah. He gets it. He gets that people are a large disappointment most of the time and he's not even sure he wants to pull Yuri back to prove his initial point.
So here he is, holding a prop sword and watching the boy stomp off.]
Ten minutes, Plisetsky! Then get back to work. [And with that he'll turn away to ponder on this, too.]
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I don't know if "exciting" is conductive to coordination. It might be hard even for you to keep up.
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I doubt that. ( he leaves the "asshole" implied. less because of any will he has toward Luke and more because this is exactly his offhand, prickly attitude. ) It's a "fight" between two actors. If you can't manage to coordinate two people on a contained stage, you've got other problems going on.
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The thing about stage combat is that there are way too many moving parts most people aren't used to. Not everybody's a dancer, you know. [He's letting his gaze drift a bit, seemingly searching for something.] You think you could easily adjust if the choreography changed enough?
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Choreography isn't usually what gets significantly changed up. Why? Have something in mind?
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as in "people are assholes" senses, okay
but Yuri is nothing if not curious, so while he squints at Luke. )
Depends on what you mean by learning a little more.
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Something to give you a bit of an edge. I've met a lot of dancers--[No he hasn't]--and not a lot of them really know how to move with props and make it look as seamless as you seem to think it should be.
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Exactly what kind of dancers you're meeting when you work and own a bar leaves me with all kinds of questions I don't really want answered.
( especially about props, now. Luke. what.
what is this conversation they're having )
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That's not what I meant. I had a life before I owned the bar, you know. Where do you think I learned how to fence in the first place? [He folds his arms over his chest.] You say that like you don't trust me.
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I don't.
( he's blunt? he taps his foam practice sword against his thigh, shrugging and tossing his head to throw his bangs off his face. )
Nothing against you, personally. I don't trust next to anyone.
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Oh yeah? [Don't push your luck, don't push your luck...] Why not? [Or push your luck, that's fine, Luke.]
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( now we know why Yuri must challenge party satan also to a dance off, Luke, is this what you want? then again it's doubtful anyone will be asking. as for now, Yuri looks him straight on, shoulders hunched just a little: indicating how he's defensive, yes, and probably saying more than he wants. )
It's not worth the disappointment.
( or the betrayal. )
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Who says that everything will end in disappointment though?
im so sorry for the lateness
( he points out. he takes his chances where he feels it's worth the effort. by and large, that's never been on other people. not outside of the professional sphere, where he and everyone else involved have a structure and accountability, even in an artistic community.
so yes, he's a pessimist. aware of it, and not in a rush to change it. dave and anya and... sorey and... maybe karkat are slowly instigating that change, but minus sorey, they're all his age. and that's more comfortable, in ways, but just as uncertain.
trusting adults?
h a h. )
double-sorry on my end!
[He's giving him shit, sure, but he's genuinely curious now.] I've been out of the loop for a while.
LASDKF we're just Sorry, Ty
Ask anyone. It's clearly just me.
( it isn't, but he's not here to discuss his generation. if anything, he finds them largely undermotivated (because they're teenagers, Yuri) and difficult for him to connect with. can't be let down by a world you refused to let in from the start, right?
as if this ends a conversation, he's walking away on that alone, the scoff clear and the irritation present in the tension in his shoulders... and the stomp implied in the fact his footsteps can be clearly heard as he marches away. )
I think that's probably legit
So here he is, holding a prop sword and watching the boy stomp off.]
Ten minutes, Plisetsky! Then get back to work. [And with that he'll turn away to ponder on this, too.]