[ Angel tries to remember how Krieg had maneuvered them before, how he'd moved his feet to the beat of the music. She'd been so caught up in the moment, she hadn't gotten a chance to really memorize it all before it was over. But she's a girl genius right? If she can recite pie she can dance a simple waltz. ]
Something like this.
[ She tries using muscle memory, taking a step forward and gesturing he should take one back as she does so before stepping to the side, then back again. She's kinda got it? ]
[He feels stiff and awkward, but does his best to ignore that and follow her direction, staring at their feet as they cautiously move together. There's a familiar twinge of nostalgia as they complete a set, but he crushes it down as soon as it starts niggling at him. His movements as they begin the second set are still clumsy, but have gained a small amount of certainty.
It's still miles behind where he had been when he'd just done it without thinking.]
How's this?
[He glances up at her face very briefly as he asks his question, before returning his attention to their feet.]
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fuelthefire) wrote2017-12-10 05:40 pm
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Something like this.
[ She tries using muscle memory, taking a step forward and gesturing he should take one back as she does so before stepping to the side, then back again. She's kinda got it? ]
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It's still miles behind where he had been when he'd just done it without thinking.]
How's this?
[He glances up at her face very briefly as he asks his question, before returning his attention to their feet.]