meme #004 | slow-dancing ( think outside the boxstep )

[the]

slow dancing ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme → COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE. → PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND GO FOR IT. → PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the deal FORMAL OR INFORMAL, WITH MUSIC OR WITHOUT, YOU COULD BE AT A GLAMOUROUS GALA WHILE A SINGER CROONS SOFTLY OR IN THE SILENCE OF YOUR OWN LIVING ROOM. WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU HAVE THE URGE TO DANCE. DID YOU ASK YOUR PARTNER OR DID THEY ASK YOU? HAVE YOU GOT TWO LEFT FEET OR IS THE VIENNESE WALTZ YOUR JAM? IT COULD BE AWKWARD, IT COULD BE ROMANTIC. EITHER WAY IT'S CUTE AS HELL.

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[hairflyingheartpounding]

...No. What is it?

[brosif]

[Sif smiles, grateful for the opportunity in a way that borders on selfish. There are those in Asgard who have long since falsely marked Sif as meant for Thor. To be so visibly companionable with Jane will help put those rumors at last to rest.

She holds out her hand, and and bows lightly.]

I hope you don't mind that I lead?

[astrophysicists]

[ Jane thugs at the hem of her shirt, a brief and nervous gesture, before she's putting her hand into Sif's. If it weren't for the smile and for the way Thor had been obviously overjoyed to see her again, Jane might doubt her place here— Sif and Thor seem better suited than Thor and Jane, but it isn't something that she lets herself dwell on.

There are far more interesting things in Asgard than gossip and drama, after all. ]

I might step on your toes.

[truffulacide]

I just told you, it's dumb. And probably impossible, too.

Zev Bellringer | Lexx

[love_slave]

Gaheris Rhade | Andromeda

[truth_is_cold]

Agent K | Men in Black

[most_feared]

[notbullied]

[ Nageki nods quietly, keeping himself from gripping his shoulder as well. He's not completely comfortable with this yet, but at least he's not uncomfortable. He's willing to go along with this, because Ryouta wants to and Ryouta is his friend. ]

Okay. [ He takes a quiet breath, paying attention to the song. The type of song affects the dance. He remembers reading it in some novels with dances. ]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

I bet it's not.

[truffulacide]

Betting's a good way to make yourself look dumb if you end up losing.

[and now he's getting sulky again. just great.]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

...You really are so frustrating sometimes.

Re: is she in some humanoid form or in her lumpy form? 8|a /rather canon blind yes

[mybeans]

[Oh man he's totally asking too. This is so awesome]

You totally can. [She extends a hand to him]

[byronicreaper]

Thank you. So do you.

[He waits a moment for the next line of the music to start, before leading them into the dance.

In all honesty, he thought she looked beautiful from the moment he saw her tonight, but as if he'd voice it. For some reason she didn't like that, but it's enough to be able to say it in a returned compliment.]

[noppo_sempai]

「 So cute…but he'll have to bow down a bit lower just to reach her, given their massive height differences.

Unless of course she's floating at him in which case he'll just extend his hand towards her, gallantly. 」

I'm Homare Kanakubo, but I don't think my name would be anywhere near as pretty as yours…

[theagent]

Of course. [ Her mother made a point in making sure to send her to lessons, even. ] Question is, can you lead?

[truffulacide]

[he scowls and opens his mouth to shoot a snarky reply back ("it's your fault for not taking a hint.") but stops before he can get the words out. why ruin a good thing? it's not like he has much else to look forward to here.]

...It was about your world. When everyone finds a way out of town, I -

[and there's that hesitation again. he shakes his head, fighting through it.]

I was, um. I was wondering how much you'd hate the idea of me sticking around for a little while. Not to bug you or get in your way, just to sightsee and stuff.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[...Oh.]

I'd like that.

[theagent]

[ Heckletweet. She would laugh if she knew those thoughts. And wasn't at a party, really.

She takes her drink from him with another smile. ] Thanks.

Didn't you read the invitation?

that verse with the twins

[thekiller]

[setting: formal, masquerade, costumed, a waltz. mutant gala. took him a while to track the fucker down, but when he did, he has to pretend to be as nice as possible because as far as he's concerned in this masquerade nobody knows that he's charles xavier's cooler twin brother.

there is also the problem that wesley isn't a pussy, which means that he doesn't really have that electric charm that his brother had because he can't be bothered to put up with that kind of false bullshit, so he just smiles as pleasantly as he could, protected behind his mask that was totally not gay or anything even if it has feathers and shit (fuck this ball, man), and takes erik's hand the moment everybody switches partners, because he's that good at weaseling into things he's not wanted in.]

Magneto, [he says in his most charming xavier manner, allowing the man to lead him in the dance. he's not wearing a lot of metal, but he does have a stone knife hidden. somewhere. better safe than sorry.] congratulations on your victory.

[the one that landed my brother in a fucking wheelchair, you dipshit.]

On behalf of the mutant community, we appreciate your efforts in paving a way for a better future for mutantkind everywhere.

[he drops his voice into something almost conspiratorial, and whispers,]

If you ever need mercenaries, I can be quite helpful. Never a dull moment with you, Magneto, and I'm of the opinion that you're not one to pursue a false peace.

[a name - he needs a name - ah.]

The name is Cross, by the way.

[instinctiveshooter]

I can lead my superior on a merry chase [He whispers in a low voice against her ear and whirls her onto the dance floor. Assassins and spies needed to know how to dance and he'd picked a thing or two up in circus life.]

[femshep]

[Still too easy. Which roundaboutly draws a low chuckle out of her throat, because:]

If Joker ever caught wind of this conversation...

[Although technically, it'd be EDI's "wrath" she'd be more worried about, in the form of correcting the measurements and ranking them compared to every other male on the ship. All kinds of information EDI knows Shepard just doesn't need to know.

Either way, her statement means her professionalism is finally catching up to her, as she dances and gives the rest of the Officer's Ball a assessing glance.]

At least this proves it, though.

[Okay, maybe one more joke, delivered as she's swept into a casual dip.]

Alliance marines do have Balls.

IDK BUT I SOBBED ON THE DIVAN ALL NIGHT

[statusquandry]

"I think I just have a skilled teacher," Ginshu laughs, skirts swishing out around his legs as Ezio spins him then reels him back in. "That makes all the difference." It's easy to relax in Ezio's hands, champagne warming the underside of his skin. It's a beautiful night, and Ginshu is not the slightest bit regretful as he rests his cheek on Ezio's shoulder, swaying to the rhythm. He'd kicked off his pumps when they'd left the path, and the grass was soft under his feet. This might be what happiness feels like, but he can't be sure. It's been such a long time.

"Thank you for bringing me." His tone is light, but there's an awkward amount of emotion stuffed up in his heart. Friendship. What a curious thing.

[standsentinel]

Great big shiny ones.

[Kaidan delivers this agreement with amused finality as he pauses, bowed over her, and then spins them away back into the music again.]

In all seriousness, now that our friend al-Jilani's stuck sorting out whatever Tali did to her holocam while I had her distracted, I'm actually glad they're throwing one. We all needed the break.

[mettle]

[In fact, Barnaby was very aware that their movements were... almost flawless. Almost. A lot of emphasis on that word, because if he were to admit to anything other than almost then that would give Kotetsu far too much credit and he wasn't quite ready for that yet. By now he had managed to somewhat block out the prospective daggers aimed his way from wherever the woman from earlier had decided to watch him, and he tried his best to keep his focus more-so on the soft rhythm of the music that flowed through the room, his steps fluid and practiced and he really had no idea that Kotetsu could dance this relatively well... again, only almost. Almost. His brow furrowed slightly as his eyes darted to Kotetsu's now free hand, and when he reached for it again it had almost seemed as if he'd just about been ready to concede defeat.]

It's not bad.

[--but of course, that would have been such a silly idea, and when his fingers wrapped around Kotetsu's wrist he attempted to pull the hand up to rest on his shoulder. As for the hand on his hip, he was already well in the process of attempting to tug it away to further reverse their positions. All done without a single misstep either. He'd done this more than enough times to be able to multitask at the same time.]

But I had been under the impression that I would lead.

[theagent]

I knew that. [ Rolling her eyes, but it still comes out affectionate. ]