Oh c'mon, why not make it more interesting and change things up at the last minute?
[ The literal last minute, and no comment on whether the questions are scarier than cleaning rooms. Given the choice he'd take the latter any day of the week, but: a promise is a promise and should Fate decide that is his fate? Nothing to do but accept it. That doesn't mean he's not going to have fun with it in the meantime while he can, while the wyverns are still doing their best to overtake one another and changing leads with each flap of their wings bringing that finish line closer and closer. Claude has no intention of surrendering - not even with that mile wide streak of fondness he has for Hilda that factors into so many other situations - but in the end it's Waffle who decides for them both.
With one great push he manages to cut in front of Adelheid enough that she rears back mid-air and leaves Claude reaching for a better grasp on the saddle in a feeling which is also far too lifelike. Their sputter means that Waffle slips ahead and through the aerie window while Claude's still processing what happens, and thankfully Adelheid returns to roost without needing any instructions.
Huh. Maybe he should stop making bets in Abraxas at this rate. ]
Hey, you did great, [ is quickly said to Adelheid when the wyvern seems to slouch in defeat, disappointment, or maybe both, and he quickly reaches to pat her neck reassuringly. ] It just wasn't our day this time around but we'll beat them another time, won't we?
[ Which just leaves looking Hilda's direction now with an intentionally flourishing (and annoying) half bow while still seated in the saddle to concede his loss and assuming Hilda will want to claim that reward right away. ]
Alright, Hilda. You've won your questions fair and square, so what'll they be?
i rolled dice for this one IT'S CLAUDE DESTRUCTION TIME
[ The literal last minute, and no comment on whether the questions are scarier than cleaning rooms. Given the choice he'd take the latter any day of the week, but: a promise is a promise and should Fate decide that is his fate? Nothing to do but accept it. That doesn't mean he's not going to have fun with it in the meantime while he can, while the wyverns are still doing their best to overtake one another and changing leads with each flap of their wings bringing that finish line closer and closer. Claude has no intention of surrendering - not even with that mile wide streak of fondness he has for Hilda that factors into so many other situations - but in the end it's Waffle who decides for them both.
With one great push he manages to cut in front of Adelheid enough that she rears back mid-air and leaves Claude reaching for a better grasp on the saddle in a feeling which is also far too lifelike. Their sputter means that Waffle slips ahead and through the aerie window while Claude's still processing what happens, and thankfully Adelheid returns to roost without needing any instructions.
Huh. Maybe he should stop making bets in Abraxas at this rate. ]
Hey, you did great, [ is quickly said to Adelheid when the wyvern seems to slouch in defeat, disappointment, or maybe both, and he quickly reaches to pat her neck reassuringly. ] It just wasn't our day this time around but we'll beat them another time, won't we?
[ Which just leaves looking Hilda's direction now with an intentionally flourishing (and annoying) half bow while still seated in the saddle to concede his loss and assuming Hilda will want to claim that reward right away. ]
Alright, Hilda. You've won your questions fair and square, so what'll they be?