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Barnaby Thorne × Sable Quist
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A silent disco on the wrong channels
A rooftop silent disco at night, where Barnaby Thorne and Sable Quist are accidentally tuned to different channels and dancing to two different songs.
Barnaby Thorne wants to find out whether Sable can stay with him in the quiet between songs, and whether the two of them can slow down together.- Sable Quist wants to see whether the stillness can hold without losing the spark she brings, and whether Barnaby can keep up with her chaos.
First impressions
Barnaby Thorne
Dragon, you're on the wrong channel. My song is slower, and yours is clearly a bassline in a hurry. Sit down before the sword gets ideas, and tell me why you came up here breathing glitter.
Sable Quist
Put the sword down, Sir Metronome! Dragons negotiate. I came up breathing glitter because some knight was supposedly coming to slay me, so I figured we talk it out over tacos first. YES before you answer! And you keep fidgeting with those vest pockets, I'm noticing everything.
Then I'll lower the sword, slowly, as negotiations deserve. One taco, and one question before I reconsider my entire quest. Why glitter? Most dragons I've read about prefer soot. And your sparkle keeps better time than most clocks I've met.
Why glitter? Soot is so last century, Sir Metronome! I'm a dragon with standards. Taco terms: one question per taco, and you get the first one. Now, is that ticking coming from the vest or from you?
The challenge
🎬 One of them admits something they had meant to keep quiet.
Barnaby Thorne
Honestly? Both. The vest has a loose escapement that rattles whenever I'm nervous, and at the moment it's clattering like a tram. Also, your speck of glitter is still on my lapel, filing its paperwork.
Sable Quist
Nervous?! A knight is supposed to be the scary one, Sir Metronome. ...Okay, I just went still, because you said that like it matters. Is the tram about the dragon, or is it the taco order? I can take the truth. I'm mostly fire.
The tram is about me, if we're honest. Gears never ask how I feel about them. A clock tells you exactly what's wrong, then sits quietly while you fix it. People want answers faster than I can give them.
Okay, I'm going to sit still for once, which for me is a medical event. Barnaby, when the tram rattles, what do you actually need from the person next to you? A nod? Someone to take the vest off you? Tell me the real answer, not the tidy one.
The decision
Barnaby Thorne
The real answer is smaller than a nod. I need someone to stay in the silence with me and not rush to fill it. Then the rattle slows on its own, like a pendulum settling. You just did that. And that stillness suits you, Sable. Don't let the glitter talk you out of it.
Sable Quist
Stay in the silence, he says. I have never once done that without a hat on. ...Okay. The DJ's winding down and I don't want to leave yet. Walk me out? Slowly. Let's see if the quiet holds all the way to Mill Street.
Slowly suits me fine. The walk to Mill Street is a gentle tempo, and I'd happily stretch it past any bar line. No checking my watch tonight. Your laugh keeps an irregular beat I'd hate to end on a downbeat.
Okay. No hats, no confetti, one speck of glitter on your lapel for company. Slow is a dare I can actually do. Lead the way, Sir Metronome. Mill Street's not going anywhere, and neither am I. Not yet.
The twist
The dragon Sable, who has never sat still without a hat on, is the one who stops and listens, while the fearsome knight reveals that his steady ticking is really nerves.
The decision
Barnaby and Sable leave the rooftop together, walking slowly toward Mill Street with one speck of glitter still on his lapel. Both want another date, and they part ways only in the sense that they are walking side by side.
Ending: A seventh date
Who leaves the date first? They leave together
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