Dance the Night Away

[wind_dancer]

WHO: Sofia Mantege (OPEN)
WHERE: A Dance Hall
WHEN: Evening
WARNINGS: A lot of dancing, some good, some bad, some downright ugly
SUMMARY: A night of salsa dancing was the perfect way to catch up with people and meet new friends, Sofia wasn't quite prepared for what people consider dancing
FORMAT: Para, quick, I don't mind!


The dance hall is downtown, near a few bars. Cheerful salsa music is playing, and some songs have an instructor guiding the newbies through. The rest of the songs, are a free for all.

There's a seated area for anyone needed to grab a drink after a fast dance. Sofia is there, grabbing a coke while she waits for her friends.

Comments

Open.

[girlverine]

Laura really had no idea what to expect when she arrived, pausing just inside the door dressed in this rather not really fitting in at all outfit.

She stepped off to the side almost the moment she was in the building, letting people pass as her eyes shifted about, studying the dancing, the conversation, everything about the place. She knew immediately she was dressed incorrectly but it was too late to fix that. Not...that she owned anything that was appropriate, really.

So instead she just waited there, on the edge, wall-flowering as she watched the various people to try and figure out how to 'salsa dance' amongst other things.

Re: Open.

[wind_dancer]

Sofia came over and offered Laura her hand. "You look good, come on, I'll show you the basics."

[girlverine]

Green eyes narrowed for a moment, just a moment, when Sofia approached. She still didn't know the other very well, and there was an inherent paranoia about that which Laura could never quite get rid of. Still...she knew the other didn't mean any harm, rationally. After several seconds she took the offered hand.

"I did not know what to wear."

[wind_dancer]

"It suits you," Sofia says honestly leading her onto the edge of the dance floor. "This places only seems to dislike jeans."

[girlverine]

Laura paused on the edge of the dance floor, considering the dancers. "I was taught to dance when I was a child, but it was not like...this." She glanced at her outfit again, fairly certain Sofia was just being nice with her comment but letting it pass.

[wind_dancer]

"Salsa's got more of a party feel. I got taught ballet, but this is much more fun with friends."

[girlverine]

"I..." She was taught dancing as a means of infiltrating expensive banquets and parties to kill people. Which she was fairly certainly wasn't an appropriate thing to say. "I was taught ballroom dancing." There, that would do.

[wind_dancer]

"This is just another version of ballroom, it's Latin, it requires a lot more hip action." Sofia demonstrates.

[girlverine]

Laura said nothing as Sofia demonstrated, her head tilted slightly to the side. It was much like the other people on the dance floor were doing, though...she wasn't entirely sure she could actually do it.

After a few seconds of silence though, she did try.

[wind_dancer]

"Just relax a little Laura, don't look around, just listen to the music." It was the best advice she could give.

[girlverine]

Laura frowned at that, looking...frustrated. She stopped dancing. "I am not very good at relaxing."

[wind_dancer]

"This will help you relax, you should relax a little, you'll smile more then."

[girlverine]

Laura had no idea what to say to that so she just nodded, watching Sofia and the other dancers before she started to try again. She was good at learning though, especially at physical activities, so she was getting the patterns and styles quickly enough.

[wind_dancer]

"That's it, are you ready to try some of the spins?"

[hellionated]

Oh, please don't wallflower. That didn't remind Julian of anything good. He came over to try and get Laura into the room.

"Hey." His eyes ran over her outfit which...was a little distracting for a minute...and settled back on her face. "You look nice." Like that covered it. God. Whatever. "How come you're hiding back here?"

[girlverine]

"...Thank you." She bobbed her head at him, smiling faintly, though it faded back into a line.

"I am not hiding. I am...watching."

[hellionated]

He shook his head, dismissing this suggestion. No wallflowering. He held out his hand.

"Watching is funner from the dance floor."

[girlverine]

She had tried it with Sofia. The basics at least, and then retreated here to watch some more. And here was another hand being offered to her. After a few seconds, she reached out to take it.

"If you wish."

[hellionated]

He took her hand and led her back to the floor, where he moved to hold her close. He had done this exactly once, with Sofia, but he was pretty much just going on instinct.

"I do," he said, sounding amused. "Have you ever done this before tonight?"

[girlverine]

She adjusted to his movement carefully, matching what others on the dance floor had been doing and what she had been shown, her hands settling on him.

"No."

[hellionated]

He was pretty much doing half what Sofia taught him, and half trying to copy what others were doing. Salsa seemed to be mainly instinct anyway, or at least he thought so. He was probably wrong and screwing it up hugely, but he didn't care.

"Good," he said, sounding pleased. "Cause me either. Sofia's an expert at all of this, she had to teach me."

[girlverine]

"I believe I understand the basics," she said with a faint shrug, moving with him. It was like training, in a sense, mimicing the moves of people who did it better than her until she was doing it properly. Though mistakes...frustrated her.

"I saw you two dancing. You seemed to learn quickly."

[hellionated]

"I'm a quick study." At least, he was when he wanted to be, and he'd wanted to go dancing with Sofia for a very long time. He wasn't doing anything but the most basic moves, though. "And she's a good teacher. Anyway, you can talk. You're picking it up pretty quick yourself."

[girlverine]

"I am...also a quick study." Laura shifted faintly as she tried to sort out all the specifics of dancing, since dancing with him was different from dancing with Sofia.

"It is very different from other dancing I have done."

[hellionated]

"Same." Julian noticed her shifting and moved a little, drawing more flush against her so he could lead her better. No room for discomfort in salsa, Laura!

"What kind of dancing have you done?"