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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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[What next? We hang around here forever away from all those crazy crowds.]

My presence was requested, but...I suppose coming here was not entirely a waste of time after all.

[Here, have a quiet little smile. 'Not entirely a waste of time after all' means he likes it, she assumes. ~~She understands a little grumpyspeak.~~]

I'm glad to hear that. You looked like you were enjoying yourself, before. [She saw that foot tapping, he can't hide from her.]

[~~OH THAT SHOULD MAKE IT EASIER.~~]

The music is all right. [It was. At least, right now.]

[He's going to be giggled at, just a tiny bit. It's behind her hand, at least.]

Mm. It's nice.

[He looks at her for one moment as if he wanted to say something about the giggling, but...decides against it.

Instead, he nods in agreement.]

[She just smiles benignly at him when he looks at her like that.]

You're not going to dance? [Not that she's going to, but she does have to ask, you know. The foot tapping compels her. At least she says it in about as non-accusatory and pleasant a way possible.]

[A look of unease - or awkwardness, more likely - crosses his face for a moment. He didn't know her too well; if he had to dance, he would do so with girls he was more familiar with.]

No. [He shakes his head.]

[The awkwardness is not something she paid too much attention to the possibility of, but her expression grows a touch apologetic once she spots it. She really didn't mean to insinuate anything of the kind.]

I see. I'm not, either. I don't know how. [It's sort of an offer of another subject to relieve the awkwardness.]

[AWKWARD-BE-GONE. The new awkward repellent.]

You never took formal lessons, then?

[/o/]

[Headshake.] No, I didn't. I never really had a chance to.

You didn't have the time, I take it?

It's--... more like I didn't have the opportunity. [And there she goes trying to smile.]

You had...more important priorities?

[Although the way he says it sounds more like a statement than a question.]

[There's a brief pause, but she nods firmly.]

That's one way of saying it. [Technically if she'd given up on those priorities and left Sora to his damaged memories, she could have fled anywhere she wished and done anything she wished, but that was never a real option for her, as far as she was concerned. As for before that responsibility became a reality of her life, escape truly HADN'T been possible.]

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Understandable.

[Priorities were priorities.]

[She nods, smiling faintly as she turns her eyes back to the dance floor. After a moment, they drift back to him.]

... What about you? Did your priorities allow you to learn?

They did, yes.

[She asked. Why lie to her, anyway? Besides, it wasn't like she'll drag him to the floor or anything.]

[It's true, she won't. She's perfectly content to just smile a little wider. At least one of them got to learn, right?]

I'm glad. Did you enjoy it?

...I suppose I did.

[That was the truth. He even smiles slightly, his hands behind his back.]

[That answer seems to please her, judging by her expression.]

I'm happy for you. [You know, inasmuch as she can be happy, and all that.]

[His smile grows a touch wider.]

Thank you. It was...an interesting experience.

You're welcome...! [Head tilt.] But what do you mean by 'interesting'?

I learned more than just the steps of different dances.

[That head tilt doesn't go away. Blink.] ... Like what?

Like how to be a gentleman, of course. [And how not to step on ladies' feet.]

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lethechained - 2012-02-16 21:43 (UTC) - Expand

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