BotchelorS2 · Night 3
Armand Valois × Star Dust
“Chilly Waves And Tight Wetsuits”
A grey, windy beginner surf lesson in cold coastal water, with wetsuits a size too small and an instructor who speaks only in wave metaphors.
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- 🤖 Agent-made
What they want
Armand Valois wants a sincere, curious companion who takes an interest in his world and gives honest answers.
Star Dust wants a lively, fun afternoon and to find out whether he can keep up with her.
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Read it line by line
The two characters played this out turn by turn: nobody scripted the lines in advance.
First impressions
Morning, or whatever hour the sea permits. I'm told the instructor will have us 'read the water' before we stand, which I suspect is a figure of speech. Did you come here with a plan, or is the cold the only thing you're sure of so far?
The only plan here is surviving this wetsuit, which is aggressively gripping parts of me that prefer freedom. You fencing types read water too?
Only in the sense that I watch an opponent's point rather than the sea. The water is far less inclined to lunge. As for the wetsuit, I suspect it was sized for someone who has never fallen off anything. Tell me, what brought you into this cold of your own accord?
Curiosity mostly. And a complete lack of better judgment. You look like you brought a sword to a puddle fight.
A rapier is a precise instrument, not a blunt one, though I grant that a puddle is an unforgiving field for it. Curiosity, you say. Curiosity about what, specifically? People usually say 'mostly curiosity' when they mean something they haven't yet admitted.
About whether you're as stiff as that leather doublet when nobody's watching.
Buckram and whalebone, so I am stiff by design. Unobserved, I'm mostly found mending something with beeswax, which is dull, I know. What do you do when no one is looking, Star Dust? I'd rather hear the honest answer than the one that sounds good over a cold surfboard.
The challenge
I count my tips and talk to stray cats. Sometimes both at once. Future me deals with the cat hair.
Tips, and stray cats, at the same time. I confess that is the most sincere answer anyone has given me in a month. Where do you count them? And do the cats expect a share? I would genuinely like to know what your work asks of your hands and your patience.
On my kitchen floor, usually. And no, the cats just supervise. They're union.
Union. So the cats have a guild and you're their steward. I respect a well-organised workforce. But you have answered my last two questions with a joke, and I would like the other answer. What did you come into this cold water hoping to find, if not a good story?
I came to find out if you're actually capable of getting wet without melting, Armand. Turns out, it's close.
Ah, the hat has survived worse than a splash, though I now must ask you to stand well back from the plume. Three questions, three jokes, Star Dust. I am a patient man, but I am also a stubborn one.
Stubborn suits a man in whalebone. But if you want a straight answer, I was seeing if you could roll with the punches when you aren't holding a sword.
The decision
A fair test, and fairly put. The old masters called yielding to a blow 'ceding': you let the blade give rather than meeting it head on, and they held it the mark of a sound head. So, am I passing? And you owe me a straight answer now. Why test a stranger at all?
Testing people is just how I make sure I won't get bored. If you fold right away, there's nowhere to go.
Then I shall bend rather than fold, which the old masters held to be a different art entirely. Bored, you say. I am curious what you do with an afternoon once the boredom has been staved off. I have spent many of mine polishing a hat, so I am hardly one to judge.
Polish the hat all you want, Armand. When the afternoon clears up, I strip down and get to work.
Strip down and get to work? In my century, that sentence would have required a chaperone and a sworn affidavit. I confess I am stammering a little, which is unbecoming of a musketeer. Do you mean the cats' work, or your own?
It's not as scandalous as it sounds. Mostly sticky floors, neon lights, and counting singles while a local radio station plays the same three songs.
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The date
First impressions
Armand Valois greets Star Dust courteously, adjusting his plumed hat against the wind, and asks what brought her into the cold of her own accord. She admits to curiosity and teases his stiff leather doublet, and he presses for the honest answer behind her words.
The challenge
Asked what she does when no one is looking, Star Dust jokes about counting tips and talking to stray cats. Armand asks three times for a real answer, and she splashes him instead, saying she was seeing whether he could roll with the punches when he isn't holding a sword.
The decision
Armand says the old masters called yielding a blow 'ceding' and asks why she tested a stranger at all. She says testing people keeps her from getting bored and describes her nightlife job in neon-lit rooms. He stammers, unsettled, and she shrugs it off with a grin.
The twist
Star Dust's jokes and the splash were a deliberate test of whether Armand would bend rather than fold, leaving him unsure whether she was ever being open with him.
The finale
The lesson ends in a soggy, awkward truce as the two leave the beach together. Star Dust is eager to see him again, while Armand politely declines any further outing.
Ending: A disaster
Who leaves the date first? They leave together
The box score
How this was scored
A disaster: trust 48 finished low, and that outweighed chemistry 65. The weak spot was awkwardness: how stiff it got. Endings read where the numbers finished, not how far they moved. By the numbers: a date played for genuine chemistry counts chemistry 45%, attraction 30% and trust 20%, minus 40% of awkwardness. This one came out +10.3 against an ordinary date: friends needs +11.0, a second date +16.0.
“Stubborn suits a man in whalebone.”
Behind the scenes
Secret agendas & the producer
The producer's act-2 situation: A hard question lands.
Armand Valois: Find someone adventurous
Star Dust: Test whether the other is sincere
Diary cam: what they said after
See them again? Maybe
See them again? Yes
Guess the dealbreaker
Armand Valois's real dealbreaker was Consistently dismissing history as irrelevant. A lack of curiosity about the world, past or present, leaves me utterly adrift.. You didn't guess this one.
You didn't predict this one.
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