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[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

WHO: nyc_detective and shockheadedpete
WHERE: The precinct roof.
WHEN: Monday 17th, evening
SUMMARY: Elisa gives dancing lessons to Pete so he can ask Jan to the prom.
WARNINGS: Likely hideousness and possibly sore toes.
FORMAT: Likely quick?



[ Elisa's amused and charmed by Pete and Jan's romance, and she honestly wants the two of them to be happy together. And if that means that she takes a bit of time to teach Pete how to dance, then she'll do it. So she waits on the roof for him to show up.]

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[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

[He does as she says, but he's staring hard at his feet, like if he isn't looking at them, he isn't sure what they might do. In order to see them he has to suck in his gut and lean forward, which means his antenna may be threatening to smack her in the face or get tangled in her hair.]

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

[ And she has to bend backwards to avoid getting whacked by his antenna. ] Stop, stop. Stand up. Do you have to look down at your feet when you walk?

[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

[Usually Pete would know the answer to that question, but he's on the spot here and suddenly he can't remember at all.]

Sometimes?

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

Well, pretend this is one of those times. Look at my face and take a step. Just a normal step.

[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

[He takes a step.

Onto her foot.]

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

[ And she winces in pain. ] Okay. Let's try a slightly smaller step this time.

[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

[He takes a frustrated step back.]

You're the one that told me not to look!

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

[ She sighs, exasperated. ] Yes, but Pete, taking a slightly smaller step doesn't require you looking at your feet. Again.

[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

[He stares dutifully over her head and manages not to squish her this time. Although he's far from leading.]

Are you sure this's dacin'?

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

It will be by the time I'm through with you.

[ Man, Elisa, that's some determination. Baby steps are needed with Pete, though. ] Okay, just keep going forward like this. Make sure you push me gently backwards as we go so I know what direction to put my feet. Then, once we get closer to Mothchan, change direction and you go backwards. You're going to gently pull me along with. Pull me too hard and I'll trip and fall on you. Take it slow, there's no rush.

[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

[Jan's feet will thank you.]

Don't fall on me.

[And very, very slowly...it might be dancing.]

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

[ Her grin gets wider. ] There you go, see? Not so terrible, is it? Ready to try to move in a circle instead of a line? Just go a bit to the left, and pull me gently along with. Same thing, just little steps.

[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

[Mothchan circles above their heads, like it's trying to figure out what they're doing; where they're going. They aren't going anywhere. Sometimes humans make no sense at all.]

Now what?

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

[ Elisa laughs. ] Now we keep dancing until you feel comfortable enough to look at me and not somewhere over my head. Just pretend I'm Jan. Relax.

[shockheadedpete.livejournal.com]

Jan's more'n a foot shorter than me.

[Maybe Pete can dance in a ditch.]

[nyc-detective.livejournal.com]

[ Elisa grins again ] So your hands will be lower and you'll look down at her face. No big deal. Just remember, the closer she is, the smaller your steps should be.