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wwoww this is deader than me
Meenah: Learn to Dance.
"Yeah, yeah," She scoffs, as though it’s more than the chore she’s being accused of considering it. When push comes to shove, however, she’s enjoying herself, looking up at him with that squinty, starry-eyed grin that seems so ingrained into the biological anomaly that forms her DNA.
Fluid obedience abound, she loosens the taut vertabrae of her back, enough so that he can feel the ridges of her spine shifting and clicking against one another to accompany her new posture, something that can only be described as half-assed grace. She’s less certain than he is, mouthing out the titles of the beat between fuchsia-stained lips, tip of the fiery tongue tapping against the palette of her teeth in the mutest annunciation. When he moves, it sparks this chain reaction, one that allows her to feel the ripple of his muscles and the way the only-half-alive blood beneath pulses, warm against her own hand. He guides her into the movement like an expert, and though she’s clumsy, unaccustomed to the use of muscles that allow for elegant gesture. But she makes up for it with vigor, determination. The same way she makes up for a good portion of her faults, really, and she slides into step alongside him, one socked foot dragging over the floor in a lengthy sweep.
He didn't say anything, no compliment on her remembering a motion, nothing more than slight nod of the head to show she had gotten it right, before taking a deep breath in, angling his vision to slightly to the side, and leading her into the dance.
He kept to the basic series of steps, moving her around the room at a slow pace, tossing out a few comments on what to do to improve posture and the smooth motion she needed to make for each step. On the whole it seemed like her upbringing as royalty hadn't entirely been forgotten, but he could definitely feel where she was lacking, and where she was putting her own particular branding on each motion.
After they had circled the room a few times, given that it was rather small for dancing in so it hadn't taken long, he made a change. Rather than stepping forward into the basic sequence as he had been, he stepped back, a little bit of pressure from his hand as the only indication that he was going to do so before he moved. She knew the basic steps, that was good: but did she know how to follow, that was what he was more interested in.
[Alright, sorry for the announced hiatus that's kinda been going on. Stuff going on in the real world has been kicking my ass with availability. Can't say that will change until late next week either, after my midterms. So, sorry again.]
Send my character a hurtful truth and see how they react to it.
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im just so confused right noww
uhhh wwhat
someone needs the nickname off
just so wwhen people say that someone should fuck off
they can raise there hand an go yeah thats me do you wwant it here or in the bedroom
alcohol as a copin mechanism is fallin through
mostly cause ivve nevver had alcohol before an i dont knoww howw to make it for dream bubbles but still its not wworkin
nope
that wwasnt actually alcohol i made
it wwas cleanin fluid
fuckin hooray
alright there wwe go
finally fixed up a bottle a somethin i hope is alcohol
gonna try it later today see if it wworks
you should be ashamed a yourself yes you you knoww wwho im talkin to
im just burstin wwith general disappointment
for the lot a you
evveryone should be ashamed
absylphe replied to your post: alternativve note to self dont make good first...
I’m Sorry If You Feel As If You Needed To Jump Through Hoops To Get On My Good Side — Not To Imply That Getting On My Good Side Was Your Intention
it wwas a sideaffect of typin out somethin an i commented on the fact that it wwas one a the less antagonistic first convversations ivve had
thats it no more no less thats all period done
alternativve note to self
dont make good first impressions
note to self
if i wwant to givve people a good first impression i should wwrite up a dissertation
As a roleplayer, tell me some things that I need to fix or keep doing as my character. Do it non-anon or anon. Anything is appreciated.
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