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Eh? No, it's-- for exercise! Most of them, at least.

[Trying not to laugh, it's rude--]

They're designed to focus on specific muscles. I know that one must be for leg muscles, and these ones are for your arms.... er. I'm not sure what that one is for, but I'm sure it's something.

Did you want to try one? It might make more sense that way.

I can think of so many other ways to get exercise that isn't this.

[ He's squinting especially at the woman rolling her stomach against... a gear??? - what is that, even - and then over to where Shell is pointing to. What the fuck. ]

Is that... supposed to be some kind of glider training or something???

[ If he ever had any doubts about not being in Tevyat, they were surely dispelled with what he was looking at right now. ]

I... think I'll pass, for now. [ Admittedly, if it is a torture chamber, he can only imagine how it will help test his limits in the future. He'll have to come back next time and try it for himself, if his venture with Shell here doesn't put him out of commission for a few days. ]

Anyway - where are the pools at? Underground, you said?

[Honestly it's probably a torture chamber to some, lbr]

A-Ah... just in the next floor down! There should be stairs this way.

[And clearly this is where things will get more confusing, because it's definitely just your standard rectangular swimming pool, with defined lanes for laps, a smaller free-swim area, and a probably-kinda-sketchy-in-terms-of-safety diving board.]

I'm not sure what you might have been imagining, but-- this is what I meant by a pool!

[ He definitely hadn't been imagining this, and it shows in his expression when they descend the stairs and get to the "underground pool". There's a long moment where he just ... stares at it, taking in the lap lanes, the tiles just beneath the surface, the odd... color of it. He can actually smell it from here, and he's not quite sure how to feel about it.

He'd been expecting a refreshing spring, maybe, or even a lake, or the ocean - because he didn't know if he'd trust this outlander to know what an ocean was, truth be told - but not... this... water dish. Whatever this was. ]

Well, there's certainly water. [ Is what he eventually comes up with, and starts unbuttoning the crimson dress shirt he's got on so he can start shrugging it off. There's a lot of scars, and from first glance it's pretty easy to tell he works out. Probably by fighting, lbr. ]

[In which Shell spends approximately 20 seconds too long just letting Childe undress because he's gay and lonely okay, give him a break, he deserves this.]

H...

H-Hold on! You can't just change out here!

[Childe is now being SHOVED AWAY FROM THE POOL and towards what seem to be locker rooms?? Yeah, that looks right.]

[But while Shell got to enjoy a little show, Childe gets to enjoy what he's here for and get a preview of just how strong a vampire shoving him is! Which isn't anywhere near the realm of supernatural, but is certainly stronger than he looks. He's practically lifting and carrying him.]

There's a locker room over here! We can change in there!

[Did he even bring a swimsuit?? Thankfully they have loaners, but... was he just gonna strip down to his beefy hanes if Shell didn't stop him?? A mystery for the ages.]

[ A MYSTERY NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW

He'd just managed to shrug off his shirt and was working on his belt when he heard the other interjecting and start shoving him. To his great surprise he actually stumbles a little, but not by much; while he hadn't expected the blond to have much strength, he knew better than anyone that big things came in small packages, so as a result hadn't completely let his guard down.

But still, for all his talk about being a proper, civilized blood-drinker that only drinks from cups, he has more power to him than expected. Excuse him while he laughs, half in amusement, half in excitement over their imminent match-up. ]

I wasn't going to take all of it off, and I'm sure it's nothing that hasn't been seen before.

[ He absolutely has no swimsuit. But ideally, he'd like to keep his Vision on him, just in case. ]

Is there some kind of dress code or something? It's just swimming!

You should at least wear a swimming suit when you get in! And you can't change into that out here, someone might see you!

[GET IN THE CHANGING ROOM YA ANIMAL.]

[But also, look at those old timey swimsuits available to borrow. Which will probably look inappropriately tight on the two of them, give their much-taller-than-the-average-human-Nipponese-man heights.]

Just-- pick one of these, and we can get in.

[ The moment he sees the swimsuits hanging up on display, and then hearing Shell invite him to pick one is the moment Childe knows he's definitely not in Tevyat anymore. For one thing, that looks far too small to fit either of them, and for another... who wears that many clothes when they go swimming? Even in Snezhnaya he didn't wear much, though he supposed it could be argued that there were few souls brave enough to take a dip into freezing waters. ]

These are swimming suits? I think I'd prefer to be naked.

[ And then, with a side-glance over to Shell: ]

But if you insist, I'll give you the first pick.

Y-You definitely can't be naked! It's a pool, not a bath!

[HE WOULD BE TOO DISTRACTED TO SWIM--]

[But okay, Shell just eyes the selection and... picks the biggest one. It should fit sorta?? Maybe??]

[But he won't start changing until he's sure Childe isn't looking, since it looks like there are no privacy curtains to be found in here, alas.]

[ God does he really have to pick one. He’s not going to be naked but also what are these swimsuits, they look like little onesies.

He’s not looking, so Shell can rest assured, but he’s still not really… picking one either. He doesn’t have to be in the water to teach the blond how to swim, but he also has no qualms about diving in if it turns out Shell’s prone to drowning.

Given the whole “drinking blood” thing, tho, he’s not even sure if he can drown??? It’d be interesting to find out. ]

I’ll just… stand by and watch. We’ll start you out small, so there’s no real risk to you if your head goes underwater.

[No, stop, you're only going to appeal to his humiliation kink--]

...fine. I guess you aren't the one who needs to cool down anyway.

[Time to strip!! But hm. The more layers he takes off, the more Childe is sure to notice the very strong rosey scent coming from him. A perfume, maybe?]

[In any case, he manages to get dressed while Childe isn't looking and... god.]

...th-these are really awful, though.

[NOTHING IS LEFT TO THE IMAGINATION at least he's got some nice muscles to look at.]

[ While a part of him wants to make the most obvious show of staring ever, just to rile the blond up, he does the nice thing and makes sure to turn away a bit to afford him some privacy.

Even so, he still notices the scent that comes off of him, the fragrance more flowery? Than he’s used to but fitting Shell all the same. ]

Oh? [ At the comment he turns and makes a rather blatant attempt at sizing him up. Muscles are exciting if only because he can expect at least a decent fight out of the blond, but he doesn’t think anything more than that. ]

Not bad. You might be able to give me a spot of exercise after all.

[...]

[He can't tell if he's being flirted with or mocked, and he hates that he likes both.]

Well, we'll see how things go afterward.

[He walks out to water and walks down into it. And-- makes a bit of a face.]

Not as cold as it could be, but it'll do for learning... [He looks up at Childe.] So? What should I do first?

[ Admittedly, he’s a little surprised that Shell just waded right in, expecting him to be toeing the edge of the swimming pool practically asking to be shoved in. Childe hasn’t actually undressed, but he’s taken off his shoes and rolled up his pants a little, and after much deliberation had decided to simply leave his shirt on but unbuttoned all the way down the side.

At his side, his Hydro Vision gleams with a blue to rival the water of the pool. ]

So when you say you don’t know how to swim… do you mean like, you can’t float at all or..? Can you at least doggy paddle?

...I've never actually been in water deep enough to swim in it.

[VERY BABY the only reason he knows about pools at all is his family who lives down south, probably.]

[ oh my god he’s actually baby

Childe isn’t quite sure where to start, at least Teucer had the experience of accidentally falling into a body of water when he was younger. ]

… well, okay then, try swimming and not letting your feet touch the water. Just use your hands and try and paddle over to the other side. Not the deep end, but just stay in the shallow part.

All right.... like this?

[Gonna... make an attempt...??]

[Just fuckin' sinks to the bottom of the pool. He has like no extra body fat, just muscle?? At least it's shallow enough for him to resurface fast.]

Th-This is trickier than I thought....

[ oh shit

there he goes

Childe shifts from his squatting position by the side of the pool reflexively, leaning forward to dip his fingers in the water when Shell comes back up. ]

… okay. Baby steps, I got it.

[ The jewel on his belt flows faintly when he leans back, allowing Shell to grab the edge of the pool. ]

Here. Grab and start kicking out your legs.

[ He doesn’t say anything else, but there’s a splash??? Behind Shell?? This place was empty, right? ]

--hm?

[Well of course he's going to turn and look?? While still doing as he's told because of course he's going to follow orders, he's a bottom.]

...did you throw something in the water?

[ why is he like this ]

Hm? No, I didn’t. Ah - straighten out your legs a little more, you want to give really strong kicks. Here —

[ and the water churns, sliding over muscles and thighs and there’s the distinct feeling of something curling around Shell’s leg to guide it into stronger, more powerful motions.

It may or may not feel like a hand. Or a tentacle. ]

[Childhood abandonment issues, mostly.]

Er, more like-- wha!?

[Things progressed to tentacle porn much faster than expected.]

[Amazingly, he keeps his composure enough not to just jump right out, continuing to kick his legs despite the brief hiccup.]

A-Are you doing that...?

Well, how else am I supposed to teach you? [ short of just getting in the water, but. It’s the little things.

He keeps this up a few moments longer, and there’s a look of thoughtful concentration on his face, taking in Shell’s attempts with gradually increasing nods of approval. ]

Okay, good, very good. You’re doing great. Now —

[ He unfolds his arms from where he’s got them folded on his knees and starts making the motions of a simple front crawl stroke. ]

Try practicing like this. And uh. It’s usually done with your face in the water, but I think we can forgo that for now..

[Shell, who has no idea what magic is, is now extremely impressed with Childe. And probably thinks he's a witch or something idek.]

A-All right! Like... this?

[He's going to look a little goofy as he tries to figure out how to do this without putting his face in the water. But he's a pretty fast learner, and seems to be picking it up pretty well! It'd be easier if he could float like even a little bit, but some people are just denser okay.]

Yeah, you’ve got the right of it!

[ He sounds a little proud, almost. There’s not grip on Shell’s legs, which… might be telling, but Childe continues on like nothing happened.

Stretching out a hand, he points at the corner of the pool that’s still in the shallow end. ]

Now, using what you’ve learned, try swimming down there. Make sure your feet don’t touch the floor.

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Runs in late with starbucks

the audacity if u think childe will wear any of these

Puts him in all of them

you godless heathen

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