asgardmeridiem | NEW YEARS EVE FESTIVAL LOG (WOW GUYS, THIS TOTALLY ISN'T LATE OR ANYTHING...)

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NEW YEARS EVE FESTIVAL LOG (WOW GUYS, THIS TOTALLY ISN'T LATE OR ANYTHING...)

Who: Everyone!
What: New Years Eve! WUTWUT.
When: Err...New Years Eve. Wut...wut? (December 31st, Day 14, etc.)
Where: The Castle Plaza
Rating: Worksafe. If this changes, PLEASE INFORM THE MODS.

[Look down. Now back up! Where are you? You're in the Castle Plaza, with the Gods your Gods could God like.

[Lively, pleasant music hangs in the air around you as fireworks explode in the sky above. There is a tempting aroma teasing at your nostrils. Where is it coming from? Those long tables at the center of the plaza, overflowing with food you love. Craving anything from home? You'll be sure to find it there.

[Look around you. What do you see? Carnival games. Hundreds of Carnival games, including a dunk tank, and all for free! Carnival games not your thing? Why not give the dance floor a try? That music is awfully catchy, and just look at all those stunning lights!

[Enjoy yourselves, travelers. A New Year is upon us.]

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[She blinks at the tap on her shoulder, but then her face softens into a smile.]

Oh, hi, Jr. What's -

[Oh God, she does not like that look in his eye. He's about to make her do something she's scared to do, isn't he?]

You meant to say, "What's shakin'?" and my answer is, "Not you!" ...yet.

[ That mischievous gleam in his eyes clearly says he will not take no for an answer. Reaching for Nakama's wrist, he begins to try and coax her onto the dance floor. ]

You have an obligation as my friend to show me how to dance as if I was from the twenty-first century!

O-Oh, but - I didn't really dance much -

[She's resisting, but she's such a lightweight girl that she's easily tugged into stumbling forward.]

Good thing this is a special occasion then!

[ Either way, for someone his size and weight, Jr. is surprisingly strong. Comes with being genetically modified. Helping her regain her balance from the stumble, Jr. adopts his most pathetic expression, usually employed in the past to beg Gaignun for something. ]

Please? It'll be a lot of fun! I promise.

[Looking as fierce as a pudgy-faced, skinny thirteen year old girl can.]

You can't laugh at me.

[ He crosses his heart and says, gravely: ]

I'd never.

[ Then he bows formally to Nakama. ]

Miss. The dance floor is yours.

[One uneasy step forward, and then another, until she's as close to the edge as she can be while still being considered on the dance floor. Now - what to do?

She starts with a simple shuffle-step, stepping to one side and bringing her feet together, then repeating it in the other direction. She's moving in time with the music, at least?]

[ Jr. seems to think so! Smiling at her in encouragement, he mimics her shuffle-step and then adds in a new element: the occasional pivot-spin on his heels! Yes, he is totally looking at you expectantly, Nakama. Somehow this has become a silent game of Simon Says. ]

[Okay, that can be done - she's not graceful, but not all the way to clumsy. She manages a spin, but has to come to a wobbling stop before beginning her initial awkward dance over again. In concession for that rather weak effort, she starts to swing her arms back and forth, one in front of her and one behind and then the reverse. That's not bad, right?]

Oh, stepping it up, huh?

[ He copies her enthusiastically, but when he gets to the arm swing, he ends it by reversing them both and then planting his hands on his hips...which he shakes like that one kid at every high school dance who knows they should be embarrassed about what they're doing and then totally decides not to be regardless. ]

[She just gapes at him, then glances wildly around to see if anyone else was watching.]

I'm not doing that!

[ Her reaction doesn't stop him from doing it again. ]

Why not? It's not that hard!

[ Except he totally knows that's not why she won't do it. ]

[Eventually her horror reaches a sort of crecendo, and all she can do is laugh helplessly.]

There is no way I'm doing that.

Are you making that a challenge?

[ Uh oh, now he's doubly determined. ]

Just once! I know, I know. My voluptuous hips set the bar high — [ Except he can't manage saying that with a straight face. ] But I know you can do it! No one's going to laugh!

You - your - [She can't even function. Her brain has short-circuited. Now she can't help looking at his hips as his moves to the music, and that makes her blush so deeply that she feels dizzy. It's like when Souji put his hand on her shoulder - her whole mind just went blank, and everything felt far too warm to be natural. She's back there again, and in that mentally numbed state, she shakes her skinny, shapeless hips a little.]

[ Shit, is she okay!? Worried that she’s going to be sick (maybe it’s too hot on the floor), he reaches out to her, about to ask if she needs to sit down (water, she needs water!) when…

She shakes her hips! Mouth dropping in disbelief, he watches wordlessly before excitedly letting out a crow of victory, complete with a fist pump. ]

You did it! I knew you had it in you. You’re a pro at this

[That's when the music slows a little, and she lets out a sigh of relief. There's no way he'd ever want to slow dance with her, so she can take a break and gather herself. Pushing her fringe off her face, she glances over at the sidelines and back to him. Does he want to come along?]

[ The new tempo doesn't immediately ping Jr. because he's never been to a dance before and doesn't know what to expect. However, having seen enough movies, he knows what's expected when he sees what the other dancers are doing. Hands on his hips, he quietly "Ohhh"s and looks around for Nakama. ]

Hey, Nakama — ! There you are. Do you want to...?

[ He realizes that she's trying to abscond. ]

Tired? [ A grin. ] Not going to honor me as my partner for my first slow dance?

[She turns back around to look at him, and when he speaks, she just - blinks. And blinks. Probably a solid half-minute goes past before she speaks.]

You - want to?

[ Jr.'s generally not a patient person, but he doesn't try to rush her. ]

Of course I do! Don't you?

Oh - [Well, now she can't say no, it'll seem like a snub.

She approaches Jr. and - just sort of stands in front of him for a minute, wondering what to do. She'd noticed he was small during their first meeting - with some surprise, in fact - but now she's realizing just how much shorter he is and how awkward this could make dancing.

Finally, she rests one hand on his shoulder and lifts the other up to be held. Her palms are sweating furiously, and she's half-afraid he'll just let go and rub his hand on his leg, then refuse to dance with someone so clammy.]

[ Used to being the shortest one around, Jr. accepts her hand and doesn't seem to notice if it's sweaty one way or another. Of course, he's looking to her for guidance on this, as he's basing his knowledge of these dances from unreliable videos. ]

Hey, Nakama.

[ He's serious now, but still smiling. ]

If you don't want to, it's okay. I just remembered what you said about teaching others about how to use this world's technology and figured...well, you could help teach me this! I can harass someone else if you need a breather. [ He winks. ]

[Well, when he puts it that way...]

No, it's fine. I'd - I'd like to. [Smiling shyly.] Just put your other hand on my - my waist, and it's like the dance we were doing earlier. Left-together-right-together. But you go in a circle. I'll lead for now.

[She's leaving enough space between them for a good-sized person to walk through, though. She doesn't want to give him the wrong idea, and getting any closer... the thought makes her a bit dizzy again.]

[ He does so, grinning secretly. He is familiar with the basics of dancing, though he's had no formal training. It's good to see Nakama loosen up though. ]

Gotcha. I'll follow you.

[ Jr. never gets wrong ideas. ONLY THE GOOD ONES. ]

[She starts to move, gently nudging him in the right direction. It doesn't feel so agonizing once she's in the middle of it, but she keeps glancing down at his face, then looking back over the top of it in a curious sort of way. She's dancing, with a boy. She never would've thought she'd dance with anyone but her mom during their playful lessons.

After another quick glance down at him, she looks over his shoulder with a brilliant blush, trying to ignore how warm and heavy his hand feels on her waist.]

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HER EXPRESSION IN THAT ICON, perfect

nakama makes the best faces. i need more icons of her hilarious ones.

you do, they are amazing

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