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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 26, 2015 21:29:57 GMT -5
Steven would take the hand and follow. Down on to the dance floor with her. Getting into the flow of the night. He was starting to feel that in the morning, or the afternoon when he woke up he was really going to be aching. Either from the drink, or the amount of dancing. At the pressing that he should feel free to really let loose. He would...
"Stand back then."
He said to her, and would manage to push space clear of other dancers, with the movement he made. Before finally doing what he said he would do later the night. He started to show off. It wasn't that flip and spins of someone who truely did them as a dance. However it's likeness to the style of caparoia meant the movement he could normally use into a fight if need be, were impressive to the eyes.
Handstands, flips, spin of many kinda it didn't matter. He would keep them up for a few minutes before finally, the late hour and combination of drink would win out and he would land a flip badly. Snatching out and grabbing the first person he could to try and stop falling to the floor and failing.
"Well that sucked."
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 26, 2015 22:56:34 GMT -5
--- Intrigued Cereza did what he said and others followed as he started making moves. Cereza stayed in a simple hip swaying two step. She could dance too, like really dance if she wanted to. But she watched on as he showed off. She smirked. His styling was certainly flashy and resembling a particular fighting style. She was familiar with it, capoeria, but if she was honest she never came across a fighter that used it. One certainly had to be flexible and go with keeping the rhythm cause one slip up and it was possibly curtains. Speaking of losing the rhythm, seemed like all his drinking caught up to him or he just misjudged one of his flips. Cereza apparently was the lucky one he grabbed out for to catch his fall. She felt like she's been through this scenario once before. When he fell she ended up falling on top of him with an 'oof'. Soon she would just start to laugh.
"Only the last part."
--- Her face hovered over his now as she chuckled and felt her phone vibrate in her pants pocket. Most certainly he felt it to against his hip. That should tickle in some form or another. With a 'hm' like expression on her face she remained on top of him and just shifted a little to get her phone out her pocket. Seeing a particular number at that hour she already rolled her eyes answering in a little unorthodox way.
"Important or not?....fine."
--- Hanging up she looked down to Rosett whom she still loomed over and smiled.
"Just got here and I gotta leave ya again. Maybe another time my rose knight. I'll get you a ride home."
--- Funny wasn't the guys supposed to do that for the girl? But it was clear she wouldn't be able to drive him back, but she'd at least get him a ride. When you do favors you could ask for one later, that was her only reason really. With a smile she would lean in and place a kiss on the corner of his lips. She'd lean up and wink before completely pushing off if he allowed her to that is. Once up she would send a text to a certain someone in the club to get Rosett a ride. She wouldn't even help him up but just smile and walk away to take her exit.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 26, 2015 23:25:39 GMT -5
Steven would smile briefly and laugh, as she told him that only the failure of the last part of his display sucked. Well that was something. Steven would feel the random vibration at his hip and would wonder what it was. Only for Cereza to move around and pull out her phone.
It was a extremely brief exchange on the phone, before she told him she had to leave and would get him a ride home. Well that kind of sucked. They had barely got here. He would smirk however at the brief kiss and climb to his feet. Rose Knight, not a bad name.
"I'll call you then."
Steven said as she turned and left, might as well still try and have fun. He would head to the bar, get a drink and down it and return to the dance floor. He might as well kill some time as he waited for whoever would be giving him a ride.
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