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

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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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[femshep]

True as that may be, he's also got a few habits I don't want you picking up on.

[femshep]

[He gets a dry sort of almost-smile in greeting, then she's taking a sip of whatever sort of specialty wine is in her glass (she hasn't bothered to keep track, as long as it isn't poisoned) and casually scanning the crowd again.]

Personally, I think that's part of the fun.

[lightfooted]

[ Bolin makes a face when his hand gets snagged. 1. It's not as cool to follow, especially since he's not as familiar with it. 2. He won't be able to steer and Mako will probably take some sensible route that won't involve just going around in circles by the bar.

But, fair's fair, Mako is doing this as a favour for him. And he is taller. Bolin lays his other hand on his brother's shoulder, fluttering his eyelashes mock-coquettishly. Then he suddenly realises something and gives it a squeeze. ] Whoa, those chin-ups are payin' off!

[lightfooted]

[ He lets out a short "hah!" and grins at her. Getting competitive over a slow dance? This is why he loves this girl! Platonically as a friend. ] We'll blow them outta the water! [ Zing. Cuz she's water and he's earth (- dust? Close enough).

Bolin holds out a hand to her as enthusiastically as if he was asking for a high five. ]

[sentiments]

[Drunkenness was an awkward thing. While Barnaby wasn't normally the type to drink himself to any sort of oblivion, that was just something about his normally-infuriating partner that had them cracking open a couple of beers while Dragon Kid and the mayor's son slept peacefully down the hall. It was a good thing Barnaby's apartment was fairly noise-resistant, otherwise they'd probably upset the youngest hero.

Not that it really mattered. Actually, not much mattered except trying to properly stand up. For some reason, Barnaby just really, really wanted to share his hobby with Kotetsu. Sure, he had told the interviewer that the hobby of listening to classical music or opera was best when, you know, alone, but his partner had gone and gotten himself hurt for his sake. And sure, he was still healing, but it was okay to share at least something.

Finishing off his most recent can, Barnaby did his best to set it next to his laptop while he pulled himself to his feet.]

Ol-- Old man... You like music, right?

[He gestured to his stereo system.]

[thecricketer]

[This isn't the Doctor's first ballroom, and he's more comfortable than he might be, but it's not exactly his natural element. He'd much rather be doing reconnaissance, or fiddling in vain with his TARDIS, or playing obscure strategy games with Rhade.

He's here to observe, more than anything, but he doesn't want to be obvious about it. So he's been wandering about, making polite conversation, acting like he belongs. He's been invited to dance several times, but he's invoked various excuses. It's not that he can't, it just seems...deceitful, somehow.

Besides, he's a bit rusty.

He tugs absently at his bowtie - beige, like the rest of his rather stiff suit - as he strides into a more quiet corner.

Quiet, but not entirely isolated. He all but beams at Shepard when he sees her.]

I can't say I took you for the ballroom sort, Commander.

Hermione Granger ♥ Harry Potter ♥ OTA

[bookish_lioness]

[biding]

[The music from below, faint, is that kind of languid dance tune that would prompt people to move close together and just sway.] Don't have to move too much, [he says with a smile, even as he sways a little, starts to shift his feet.]

[sthenic]

((She smiles, half laughing.)) Sometimes I wonder if that's all you think about. ((She seems a little more comfortable now.. her hands slide back and she rests her wrists instead around Naruto's neck.))

Asami Sato | LoK

[mopedology]

[bendsallthethings]

[Apparently dancing is all the rage in Republic City's high society.]

Do you really think this will help people relate to me better? I mean - can't I just... keep pro-bending? The crowd seems to like me.

[And she isn't going to embarrass herself. Then again, she's a great bender - how hard could dancing be?]

Korra | The Legend of Korra

[bendsallthethings]

[stillhastrustissues]

[ Sherlock, everything is your fault. John will frown, but he doesn't pull back or rearrange his hands. He wanted to learn, after all. Best to actually try learning. ]

Of course I'm ready.

[beardedveteran]

[ 'Not bad'-- a passable remark, for Barnaby, who's probably allergic to giving honest compliments, although he misses the honest meaning hidden within. To be fair, they're not perfectly in time, and he can't keep his gaze locked steadily with Barnaby's whilst navigating his feet smoothly. That's only worth a 'not bad'. So Kotetsu bites back his rising ire when it seems like he'll accept being led after all--

Only for his face to fall briefly when Barnaby yanks his hand to his shoulder, yanks his other hand somewhere else, why is this guy so grabby tonight?? Does he even care how sore his wrists are from balancing platefuls of food? It smacks of arrogance and ungratefulness that he didn't question him further, and his hand twitches away from the shoulder of Barnaby's suit as though it's white-hot to touch, ceasing his dance steps altogether in a momentary sulk. ]

You're joking, right? Like I'm gonna let the rookie lead. [ The rookie to whom effortless charm comes naturally, apparently, and with the way he'd been keeping up with Kotetsu's swift steps he can tell he isn't a rookie in formal etiquette. But his pride at having his role overturned still stings, his hand twists in Barnaby's grip to break the hold and rest on his hip again, although with a little more pull this time with his intent not to be forced into following. As far as he's concerned the only real dilemma here is getting the dance over with, with as little strain to his nerves as possible in front of what he's sure will soon be a growing audience. Maybe on the balcony he'd raise his voice, but for the moment, he mutters, almost sulkily with a glance down at their feet; ] We were fine before, so just hold on again.

[fe_male]

[ r00d. ]

I don't usually actually get the invitations themselves, per se. You know, I just sort of get told to show up and then everybody hopes real big.

[mopedology]

[Could be worse. Could be speeches.]

It couldn't hurt. And dancing can be fun, sometimes. Maybe not as fun as pro-bending, but....

[She's been going to these for years now. Driving's still better.]

[theagent]

What a charming life you lead. [ Take that as you will, Tony, her voice is giving nothing away. ]

[bendsallthethings]

Well, yeah! Dancing is fun! I like the fast stuff!

[Just. Not this weird, elegant slow-dancing.

It's not her.]

[deduce]

<sub>[ And so the music starts. It's just Sherlock's laptop playing a small selection slower songs of different genres. He was even kind enough to let John choose a few - he's in a reasonable enough mood, as far as things go.

Naturally, Sherlock moves to lead. ]</sub>

First, I'll teach you how to be lead, and then I'll teach you how to lead.

_{[ And other things beyond that. ]}

[mopedology]

The fast stuff is really great!

[:D]

But the slow ones aren't so bad, most of the time. I could show you some steps, if you want? I wouldn't mind at all!

[bendsallthethings]

I-

Uh, sure. I mean, learning new stuff is always great.

[She's not incredibly fond of Asami, but it wouldn't hurt.]

It can't be that hard, right?

[mopedology]

[how is this even happening]

We can just practice for now, alright? And don't worry, it's not as hard as it looks.

[fe_male]

[ Seriously, could you be like, slightly more helpful. He's not that great with communication anyway and you don't give off the, what, 70% of the stuff that's based on body language. ]

You should come by sometime, be a little more a part of it. It's not that bad.

[bendsallthethings]

I can handle this. Easy!

[She cautiously holds out a hand. Asami is just so disarming.]

[mopedology]

[Hand get!]

Okay. Ready?

[And one two three and...]