In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
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It certainly wasn't surprising when Fearon said he didn't know how. But she didn't know what to do after that except say, "Really?" and smile softly. Honestly, she felt a little embarrassed at the thought of teaching him. It gave her a funny feeling inside. But she said anyway, "Well, I could show you if you would like. It's not that hard, but you can't be to self-conscious about it. All you have to do is move like this." Ria swayed a little, shifting her weight from leg to leg. "Or, a little more wild like I was just doing. Like-" She started to show but stopped immediately. "Nah, never mind." she giggled and shook her head. "Um... Well..." She glanced up at him waiting for an answer.
"You know, you don't have to. It's not going to hurt my feelings any. I know some people just aren't comfortable dancing like weirdos in front of people... Like I suddenly am now." Her toes dug into the cold sand beneath her. "I just had a sudden wonderful feeling and went with it, y'know?" With that, she decided to stop talking and wait for a reply. The more she talked, the less she felt he would give an honest answer. She didn't want him to feel obligated because they could certainly do comething else. What exactly, she didn't know. But that could be figured out later.
Post by fearonaris on Dec 13, 2009 17:07:25 GMT -4
(Sorry about the wait, I'm having issues getting acess to a working comp T-T, sorta short too, sorry)
Fear rubbed the back of his head, his palms began to sweat. Damn him and his shyness! Why couldn't he just let himself go with it, like... like she did? He sighed in his head somewhat. Yes, he could dance a little more formally, that is to say, ballroom dancing, but an informal dance that was so sparatic? That hadn't been wired into his mind.
Ah, screw it. He smiled slightly. He knew what he was about to do just wasn't him, and he was majorly stepping out of the bounds of his usual comfort zone. Did he care? Not really. Ria was his friend, if he screwed up she'd laugh with him, not at him.
"You know what? Forget it. I think I'll take you up on that dance." he smiled before grabbing her hands. And then, there it was. The heat of her skin seemed to spread from her fingertips through his body. It was like someone pouring a warm liquid in his body, as if it were a pitcher. The feeling spread through him, warming his entire body from her touch. He pulled her toward him, sidestepping as he did. Letting go of one of her hands, he raised the other above her head so she could have a slight spin. He smiled, his feet tossing water droplets into the air. He felt his heart beat in his chest. It beat harder and faster than it ever had in any fight, his blood boiled under his skin, and an exceptionally happy smile was spread across his face as the sun began it's final desent under the horizon. The first stars peeked their way out. The water tossed by their feet sparkled in the sunlight.
