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.

Comments

[orangehokage]

[ His hands shift at her waist, less shy than before as he pulls her imperceptibly closer. ]

... Ah, maybe. But who cares about that, right? I'll get stronger than all those guys, and then it'll be my turn to protect everybody.

[instinctiveshooter]

So as long as I can outshoot everyone else I'm fine.

[theagent]

Basically. [ Said with a hint of a smirk. ]

[bello]

"You are very lovely," he says, pulling away from Ginshu and giving him a careful spin, pulling him back and closer than before, temples brushing and a smile on his face as his eyes close. When he had the choice to invite someone to come to a rather formal dance, Ginshu was the first to come to mind. Why, he was not sure, but perhaps it was the look in his eyes, the idea of getting to spend a bit more time with him.

He tilts his head at the mentioning of priestesses, laughing a little and opening his eyes now. "Well, then you are one of the lucky ones, aren't you? I certainly pride myself with your company."

[well_assembled]

And when they do it'll be a damned good thing you have friends who are as good as they are at what they do. [She wasn't about to let something happen, debt paid or not, Clint was one of the few true friends she had.]

I think there's a good chance things will start getting interesting in another twelve minutes.

[fe_male]

Okay, rephrase. Recently had. Have you had one in the last... eight months.

[theagent]

No. [ So what. ]

[byronicreaper]

[Irrational it may be, but it's...pleasant, to be this close, to know there is enough mutual trust to have this happen. He almost wants to talk, to ask her if she enjoyed this night, but there's a sense it would ruin the moment entirely, and given that he ruins enough moments perhaps this time he should just shut up and keep dancing while attempting to turn his mind off since it overanalyses everything and...

breathe, Spears. You'll be fine.]

[fe_male]

That's crazy. How are you not crazy? I would have thought SHIELD - in, clearly, all their infinite wisdom and power - would not want their top agents to go around being crazy. Maybe I can put in a recommendation.

[theagent]

It's fine. I have days off. [ It's really not as big a deal as you make it out to be, Stark :| ]

[fe_male]

[ But he's so good at it. ] There's a world's worth of difference psychologically between a 'day off' and a 'vacation'.

[theagent]

And yet, I'm perfectly sane.

[fe_male]

Yeah-huh. Or a very good faker.

[readbetweenthelines]

Silly? More like the waste of a perfectly good party.

[Lavi quickly scans the room, memorizing the people, their positions, who they're talking to, and even what they're saying if they happen to be within ear shot. Always watching. Always recording. Though tonight the reasons are not exactly work related (not exactly in the loosest sense). All work and no play-- surely Lavi would never live down being called a dull boy. It was time for a little well-deserved fun.]

[But yes, watching. In particular, Lavi's making sure that one particular person is absent from the ballroom at this moment. The smile on his lips turns up a fraction more when he finds no sign of that person. Yes. Perfect. Komui has wandered off somewhere for the moment, which means now is the perfect time to invite himself on to one lovely lady's empty dance card.]

[He raises his own glass, swirling it around lazily as he watches Lenalee take another sip. The grin turns absolutely roguish when he turns to face her fully.]

Someone should come and fix that.

[And look look, such a willing volunteer was right in front of her]

[theagent]

[ It doesn't make a difference so long as she's doing her job, really. ] I'd have to be really good to pass muster.

[fe_male]

[ Who's muster. ] Hence the 'very', so... Are you saying you don't want a vacation?

[theagent]

[ SHIELD psychologists, obviously. ] I'm too busy for a vacation.

[fe_male]

That's the point of a vacation. I thought I was the one who didn't understand how work worked.

[tomate]

It's no problem at all! [ Spain lets go of France and takes a few steps away before taking a deep breath.

He's likely going to look like a fool in front of everyone, but it's not like Spain really cares about his own personal image. Plus he thinks that it'll just make him seem more approachable to others. ]

Fusososososo~

[theagent]

You probably don't.

[fe_male]

Well apparently neither do you, so you can come play on my team. Speaking of that, how's that guy? Still here?

[theagent]

I have a pretty solid work ethic. [ Sneaking a look over his shoulder. ] I think he's actually waiting for me.

[thenorthernwall]

[She wouldn't mind if he spoke, but she herself keeps the silence intact. Silence, after all, is their usual mode. Half the appeal of whatever they are is that they need not say a word in order to understand each other.

He ruins nothing, even if he's afraid he might. In fact, she considers this the perfect end to the evening. It's natural. It's blissful.]

[liugan]

[ At least it's something. He's not as embarrassed by her poor dancing skills now. The crash doesn't even unnerve him, an expected end to any night as most of their celebrations were. Loki can only scoff. ]

Perhaps you should see to it that he makes it safely to his chambers, and does not attempt to romance one of the statues along the way.

[sthenic]

Yeah....


Just make sure you have someone protecting you, all right? Just in case... Not really sure what I'd do without you...