reading:] Platonic love as devised by Plato concerns rising through levels of closeness to wisdom and true beauty from carnal attraction to individual bodies to attraction to souls, and eventually, union with the truth. This is the ancient, philosophical interpretation. [with more emphasis:] Platonic love is contrasted with romantic love.
Tell me ya know what contrasted means, at least. Fuck, bro, where did you even learn this!? Not every type of love is about sex or romance! You-- when I said ours was platonic I meant it because I don't have feelings for you, dumbass!
[ Poe's face was starting to get very warm and look very irritated at the same time and he clicked his tongue loudly. ]
Yeah, well, right back at you, buddy. [ He's not hurt at all, thanks. ] I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about Finn. So what if I got the word wrong. My point still stands, okay?
I mean, I won't talk about Finn because I don't presume to know how he feels. [he platonically™ returns his arm around poe's shoulders.] Anyway, I don't know how that tangent happened.
[he does. it bothers him. but he ignores it, as usual.]
Well, anyway. I lost my point somewhere... with those drinks... ask 622 if you can date Finn too? Fuck. I don't know.
[ It bothers Poe, too!! He thought they were on the same page, but it's fine!! You don't have to have feelings for him Archie it's fine it's platonic. ]
I can't do it. I tried, sort of. But the guy's never even experienced jealousy, Arch. Why would I want to open him up to it?
[he coughs into his hand, leaning on poe a little harder. whew that drink is going to his head.]
I-- [burp] have heard you say that shit so many times at this point... I think... maybe... just accept you're a messy bitch. With a lot of feelings. Dummy. Also got a power that makes you say whatever you won't nullify. So trying might not even mean shit!
Nope, I refuse. Only way to be better is to keep trying. [ And he slips out from under Archie’s arm and then waves across the room when he finally spots Finn. ]
Well, yeah, but I want you both to have fun, you know.
[ He gets Archie into a sort of twirling thing, not really following any dance he's learned. Just doing whatever, keeping his promise, doing his thing. ]
Are you having fun? [ There's a little smile there. The alcohol consumption would suggest as much. ]
[ Poe returns, with both a glass for him and a glass for Finn, though Finn's glass has something that's pale pink and smells very light and fruity. He got the message, apparently. ]
Alright, you boys ready for this? Because I think we could pull the whole place into dancing with us if we tried.
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reading:] Platonic love as devised by Plato concerns rising through levels of closeness to wisdom and true beauty from carnal attraction to individual bodies to attraction to souls, and eventually, union with the truth. This is the ancient, philosophical interpretation. [with more emphasis:] Platonic love is contrasted with romantic love.
Tell me ya know what contrasted means, at least. Fuck, bro, where did you even learn this!? Not every type of love is about sex or romance! You-- when I said ours was platonic I meant it because I don't have feelings for you, dumbass!
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Yeah, well, right back at you, buddy. [ He's not hurt at all, thanks. ] I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about Finn. So what if I got the word wrong. My point still stands, okay?
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I mean, I won't talk about Finn because I don't presume to know how he feels. [he platonically™ returns his arm around poe's shoulders.] Anyway, I don't know how that tangent happened.
[he does. it bothers him. but he ignores it, as usual.]
Well, anyway. I lost my point somewhere... with those drinks... ask 622 if you can date Finn too? Fuck. I don't know.
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I can't do it. I tried, sort of. But the guy's never even experienced jealousy, Arch. Why would I want to open him up to it?
Things should just be... uncomplicated.
I just gotta be less complicated.
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Yeah, I get ya. I mean, I'm all for him feeling all range of human emotion without repression, but not like that.
[uh oh]
Er. What do you mean by that?
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[ He pauses. Shrugs. ]
You know. Just. Keeping my head on straight. Not making things complicated by getting my feelings everywhere. That's all.
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I-- [burp] have heard you say that shit so many times at this point... I think... maybe... just accept you're a messy bitch. With a lot of feelings. Dummy. Also got a power that makes you say whatever you won't nullify. So trying might not even mean shit!
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Here he is. You get lost, buddy?
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Archie, you still want that dance?
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[he's walking fine, at least.]
Let's boogie. [god]
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And one more for myself. No more for Archie, though, he's cut off until further notice.
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[ He grabs Archie's arm and starts steering him away. ] You know, if we keep him on bar duty all night, he really will get mad.
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He's a big boy, he can handle it.
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[ He gets Archie into a sort of twirling thing, not really following any dance he's learned. Just doing whatever, keeping his promise, doing his thing. ]
Are you having fun? [ There's a little smile there. The alcohol consumption would suggest as much. ]
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[he spins a little unsteadily, stumbling backwards slightly, though manages to make it look like it was intentional.]
...Wait, where'd he go? Why aren't we all...? [god help him he's stupidt.]
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Then he laughs. ] He went to drinks, remember? Because you took them all. He'll be back in a second. We'll all dance together, okay?
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[he looks around as he gets back into the swing of dancing along with finn, significantly better than he was when he first came in, ironically.]
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Alright, you boys ready for this? Because I think we could pull the whole place into dancing with us if we tried.
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And, uh, sorry for making you go back to the bar. All the time.