Indulge Yourself

[Dragon]

G'han smiled back at her when she flashed her smile. There was just something about a woman's smile that made you want to respond in kind. She seemed very appreciative of the offer. G'han figured if she didn't get to show off her dancing abilities very much then why not give her the opportunity to do so? He was an odd sort of gentleman like that. "Oh I'm quite full of surprises", G'han admitted, same smile on his face.

The bronzerider grinned when she asked him a question. "With a teacher as pretty and skilled as you? Of course", G'han answered, layered with compliments. It wasn't as much flirting as it was the complimenting. Everyone needed a little of that, right? As she took over, he listened to her count. With that and her lead, it was easy enough to fall into the dance she wanted. He wasn't great at it, but he was good enough that he didn't make a fool of either of them.

When she begun a conversation in the middle of the dance, G'han listened to her but kept the rhythem they had been keeping. "Gerenanth? Still a hassle. I think this wingleader business has gone more to his head than mine", G'han answered, chuckling a bit. He listened on as she talked of his two little ones. G'han hadn't seen much of either of them since he became a wingleader. Perhaps he'd have more time now that he was settled into the position nice and comfy.

"I haven't seen much of them lately, but I'm hoping to change that soon", G'han spoke a bit of his thoughts, though really hadn't given the reason why. It would probably be a pretty obvious assumption though that adapting to wingleadership had kept him busy.

[Akki]

“I’m making it even harder to live it down by telling everyone about it. There’s nothing better than making a bronze look bad.” V’ian grinned, watching as Andilay tilted her head back. She was certainly quite the character and V’ian had to admit that he was eager to see what sort of Junior Weyrwoman she would make. Not that Dark Moon needed any more spice and attitude within it’s walls.

“Are you rhyming at me? I love it when a girl rhymes at me.” He commented, quite enjoying her little ditty. However, he’d prefer not to step on her feet – he actually wouldn’t doubt that the girl would smack him across the head or something. He had big feet and V’ian had the feeling that they would hurt if they stepped on someone elses feet. He really wasn’t kidding when he said he was lacking coordination. It was like the coordination gene just completely skipped his family. He remembered watching his mom tripping and bumping into everything; she would laugh it off but there was always the faint blush on her cheeks that gave away her embarrassment.

“You’re supposed to charm bronzeriders so they’re willing to do anything you want, not make them feel bad about themselves.” V’ian corrected with a lopsided grin that mirrored his sisters. “You have some things to learn, Junior.” He laughed slightly, lifting Andilay’s hand into the air so he could spin her slightly. “Or at least this is what I have witnessed during my travels. Maybe I have just seen some odd Weyrwomen in my times.”

[Minajerie]

Andilay smiled. "I too enjoy a good rhyme. I rarely spout it, unless I find a good reason too. Ask Rayn... whenever you find her. She can tell you how badly I can start rhyming at the most humorous of times."

Andilay would have shrugged at the advice of her charming the bronze riders, but she was spun into a twirl. And, of course, it was rather hard to shrug your shoulders while turning about and make it known you were doing so.

So instead she spoke her mind, as usual. "Am I not also charming you though? Do you not feel the slightest but fond of me already? I should think the path to ah... Jr... Weyrwoman... hood... would be traversed on a thin line between flattery and dominance. After all, can't have you bronzers getting to big of a head. Then you will be of little use."

[Dragon]

D'car wasn't one for conversation and from what one could gather, neither was Tanwen. It would make sense that there would be silent and even awkward moments between them. D'car simply used the time to dance silently with her. He had to admit he appreciated how differently she treated him as opposed to how others generally were.

He didn't care if anyone else sneered at him or even despised him. What he could not stand were the intrusive ones. Those that tried to have small talk with him or ask him questions. Those people were annoying. They just didn't understand that D'car wanted to be left alone. People were a nosey, chatty lot in this weyr. Not Tanwen, or so he assumed.

It was so sudden when the dance picked up the pace, and boy did it pick up the pace. D'car gave a glance to Tanwen. He had to wonder how she would react to his dancing at a greater pace. So he stepped back just as suddenly as the dance music picked up to create as much space between them as possible while still holding her hand. But then D'car pulled her back towards him quickly. But instead of an embrace, they ended up facing back to back with as much distance between them as possible while still holding onto her. D'car had bent forward, so that one heel touched hers while the other leg braced his stance. Done properly, Tanwen's own posture would mirror his.

Not knowing how else to que her on what he was about to do next, he gave her hand a slight squeeze before letting go. He then twirled around to face her. He gave her a bow then thrust his hand out and bent it upward in a sort of fighting posture, even if D'car wasn't a fighter. He would wait for her to follow form and touch her arm with his. The two then walked in a circle, facing each other as they did so. But D'car suddenly twirled around only to have the same arm thrust out and waiting for Tanwen to mirror the motion so that their arms would be touching and then they would go in an opposite circle.

He then withdrew his arm suddenly, only to spread the gap between them slightly and thrust his arm out again, this time using his other arm to support it. If Tanwen still mirrored his movements, their hands would now be touching. But then D'car would suddenly grab Tanwen's hands and pull her behind him, crouching forward slightly on one leg while the other was pulled back to brace the stance. D'car withdrew her and made sure he gave her a look of warning before his next move, because next he would kick over her head as she ducked and went to move behind him.

D'car turned to the side to grab her hand yet again and pull her forward as he went behind her. He then twirled, threw his arms out behind him and bent forward so that their faces would be rather close to each other if Tanwen was still following his moves. But there was no look of cheer in D'car's expression. There never really was. Instead, however, he did have a look of determination and focus. That was a bit more D'car like without the whole jerk attitude.

D'car would pull back, keeping his eyes on Tanwen. He nodded his head slightly, hoping she'd pick up on the next move. He ducked down, both hands touching the ground so that she would kick over his head. He would then stand upright, pulling back slightly to gain distance and then gave her a slight nod again. D'car started out in a cartwheel going to his right, but as he rolled with the motion to stand on his hands he turned it into a leap. But as he landed, he leaped yet again landing about 180 degrees from where he had started out.

As he went towards Tanwen he did an actual cartwheel this time to the side and rolled forward onto his hands doing a handstand before flipping forward onto his feet. He then swayed to the side to face Tanwen, moving his arms back and forth as he moved side to side. At first it looked like he was going towards Tanwen, but then he ran in a circle and when he faced her again, he leapt to his left side and twisted as he did so. He would land back facing Tanwen as hers was probably facing his.

He would then twirl around Tanwen about 90 degrees and face her to grab her hand. Making sure with their hands held that they were at the greatest distance from one another, he pulled Tanwen towards him and catch her. He would embrace her with both hands only for a moment before before leaning her back, supported only by one hand as his other was thrust out in the air.

He looked down at Tanwen, his breathing slightly heavier than when he began and sweating a tad. But perhaps D'car thought he stared too long, because he seemed to snap himself out of something and pull Tanwen upright. "Yes. Well. That was...thrilling", D'car spoke awkwardly between breaths. Thrilling was probably not a word anyone expected D'car to ever say, yet he said it. He looked at Tanwen curiously, wondering if that had impressed her any further. It certainly took every bit of D'car's physical ability to pull off such a dance. D'car may not have been a fighter, but he was a capable dancer, who was obviously taught a thing or two.

(OOC: Kiiiiiiiiiiino, I hope you like. I remember you commenting that Tanwen moved alot like Katara and had mentioned something about that particular dance from Avatar. I thought it'd be a great post to end their little dance. Hope you enjoy! Also, that was actually pretty complicated to duplicate in text format, but I did the best I could. While playing that particular clip like a billion times. xD )

[Kino]

Tanwen was a bit surprised when the music suddenly picked up as well, considering how slow the song had started out. She caught D'car's glance, and it was just enough of a warning for her to understand that he was going to kick into motion with the quickening song. She knew how to dance fairly well but the super complicated dances that many people knew were a bit foreign to her, so when D'car pulled her forward she was already preparing herself to resign to the fact that he'd have to fully be in the lead. In normal every-day life Tanwen much preferred to go on her own, but she knew enough about dancing to understand that the guy was the one to lead.

Luckily enough for D'car's improv-dance maneuvers, Tanwen could read into people's actions fairly well. She wasn't sure at first what he was planning when he gave her hand a squeeze, but she knew enough about what dances were generally supposed to do to understand that she would want to follow his lead. So she twirled when he twirled, and a flutter of surprise came across her face when he lifted his arm in a familiar gesture. It shouldn't have surprised her, really, though; she knew that a good portion of the fighting style she learned had come from the idea of dance.

She lifted her own arm to touch her wrist to his, following him in the stepping motion. Tanwen had to heel herself when he initiall moved away, reminding herself that the motions to follow were not going to be the same as the one she knew. She watched him out of the corner of her eye, and managed to match up to him quick enough to continue the circling motion in the other direction.

From the few steps that he'd led them through so far, she was starting to get the idea that this was a mirroring dance. Good enough guess as any, she figured; at any rate, he was certainly proving his prowess in the realm of dance. Going with the mirrored-dance thought, she watched him from the corner of her eyes and followed him through the same movements, holding her arms out to face against his. It actually threw her off a bit when he suddenly grabbed her hands and pulled her forward, and another flutter of surprise would likely be seen going across her face.

She got a bit lost when he was turning her around, but he was leading well enough that the moves he was creating for his dance came on their own. She only got a brief glance at his look of warning, but her skills in fighting were honed enough that the move he was looking for was one she would do naturally; she ducked under his kick and spun behind him. What she didn't expect was for him to grab onto her hand and pull her in another direction, and the flutter of surprise came by again.

When he leaned forward into a sort of bow, it was another move that she recognized - though from a completely different context. He nodded to her, but she really had no idea what she wanted him to do next. Being at this was a familiar movement, her mind wasn't going towards kick. In the second after he nodded - the same moment when he was going into a crouch - she pushed off with her feet and leaped backwards. She didn't flip or anything, but rather jumped high enough so that her feet grazed against the ground as she moved back a few feet.

Tanwen had a feeling that it probably wasn't what he had wanted her to do, but she thought it was better than standing there and looking like a dimglow. D'car kept on moving a moment later anyway. By this point, since he'd seemingly ended the mirroring bit, she had no clue what she was supposed to be doing. She opted for standing in her place and watching him instead. The flipping movements he made next looked like something she'd been taught once, and she wondered if this was an actual dance that whoever had invented her fighting style had studied or something.

In a few moments and a few more flips and dance moves D'car was standing in front of her once more, swaying to one side and then the other. She assumed there was some sort of mirror movement going on again, and so she kind of swayed along with him, and what she didn't realize was that she was actually smiling. The entire dance so far had been fun. There were becoming more and more occasions when she smiled out of pure joy or fun: there was her time with Z'ayr, and her time with her dragon. Now, apparently, there was a smile for the fun of a dance.

It had been quite a long time since she'd been in a situation when she couldn't guess what the person was going to do next. She always thought dance and fight went together, with the way she'd learned to fight, but clearly dancing was more different than she realized; D'car certainly had it down pretty pat. Tanwen hadn't realized for quite some time how...fun it could be, to let someone else take control. Not fun, exactly, but sort of exhilarating. She thought she might have felt a glimpse of that in the more boring dances of the masquerade ball, but that felt like eons ago. This dance was quite different; it was surprising her.

The thoughts only took a brief moment of time, and then D'car was done his swaying and was moving around again. In another moment he was standing with his back towards hers, and a moment later he was twirling around her and grabbing her hand again. He tugged her this way and that, so that from her perspective the world was just a whirl of movement, and then he was dipping her back in another familiar movement and throwing his arm up in a finish.

When D'car looked down at her Tanwen's memories flashed back to a previous hatching feast, from before she'd impressed. Her smile faltered when the memory bubbled up. Tanwen's thoughts seemed to mirror D'car's own in that it almost seemed he stared for a hair too long, and she felt the muscles in her arm (the one on her opposite side from D'car) tense as part of her expected it to go forward in the same manner as before.

And then she was pulled back to her feet, and D'car stepped away and spoke. She blinked at the sudden shift, a bit confused with the lingering unpleasant memory from a prior time, and she looked over to D'car when he spoke with a lingering bit of that confusion on her face. The awkward tone came through though, and she allowed her mind to come back to the present. She nodded in agreement, and gave him another (tad smaller, kind of crooked) smile. He was a great deal more out of breath than she was, but then he'd also been doing a good deal more jumping around than she had.

"Well done," she said, giving another nod. "It was...fun," she said, giving another nod as if to confirm to herself that she'd actually admitted to it. Likely, she'd never hear the end of it from her energetic Green.

[Dragon]

If D'car hadn't noted it before, he definently knew now. Tanwen was definently physically fit and very aware, but D'car had more experience when it came to dancing. D'car felt a bit of pride, but not the normal arrogant type pride. A type of pride one would have when finding they actually excelled at something. D'car wasn't the boastful type, however. So he would say nothing.

Still, Tanwen's own motions and the ability to pick up on what he was going to do next certainly impressed the brownrider weyrling. The music was fast paced, so D'car had to quickly switch to a quicker styled improv type dancing. All his moves, as far as he knew, were all part of dancing that had been taught to him. D'car wasn't really a fighter like some people.

But as he danced, there was something else he noticed. Tanwen was...smiling. She seemed to be enjoying what he was leading her into. The corner of D'car's mouth twitched upward to a slight smirk. It was the closest thing to a smile you could get out of D'car. But it was weird. Why would he be so happy just because she was smiling? Just because he thought she was enjoying what he was doing? Was it part of this pride he had felt earlier? Not very likely.

But when he felt her gaze linger longer than necessary, along with his, D'car certainly felt slightly...embarrassed? Flustered? There was no real word for what he felt, but he turned away to compose himself. It only took a moment before that emotionless look was back on his face. However, he was still giving a slight pant and wiped a bead of sweat from his brow.

D'car nodded politely to her. "I had...fun as well", he admitted. No one would have ever guessed D'car would know how to have fun, yet there it was. Plain as the nose on someone's face, he admitted he had fun. He gave her a bit of a curious look. "Well?", he asked her. He gave only a brief pause to follow up with a second question to better get across his meaning. "Did I manage to impress you? I don't know that I have that much left in me tonight to accomplish impressing you", D'car admitted, wiping another bead of sweat from his forehead to put emphasis on the point.

D'car had to admit if she wasn't impressed by that display, then he didn't know how much he had left in him to accomplish what he had set out to do. However, he knew how fickle women in general could be. The only question was how fickle could Tanwen be? She had certainly proved to be different from most women. Heck, she was the only female that D'car didn't mind being around. So far.

[Kino]

Tanwen nodded at his question. She wasn't about to lie when someone was clearly good at what they were trying to prove they were good at. "You had me impressed after I couldn't read what you were going to do next," she said.

[Dragon]

D'car nodded graciously when she admitted to being fully impressed. "Very good. Then I've accomplished what I set out to do", he stated simply. He looked around for a moment, looking a tad awkward now. Looking awkward was not D'car's thing. Oddly enough, he wasn't getting frustrated over it either though. The boy was letting down his defenses, even if only slightly.

"Well then", D'car stated in general, not knowing what else to say. With no proper way of speaking to her, the boy simply winged it. "You must forgive me for sounding so forward, but I believe you're the first person I've ever felt like being around and actually sitting down to have a conversation with. What would be the proper way to ask you to engage in...small talk?", his tone was nearly as awkward as the wording. Poor D'car, for all his skill in dance, he had nothing when it came to socializing. The boy had really never done it before.

[Kino]

Tanwen grinned a bit at the corner of her mouth when D'car stated, very simply, that he'd accomplished his goal. When he spoke up again, she quirked an eyebrow when he first began talking, not sure where he was going to go with the start being 'forgive me for sounding forward.' However, when he went on, the corner-of-mouth-smile ticked up again. Maybe she'd just grown used to expecting the worst in guys, but she'd expected something far more offensive than a question about small talk.

"Forgive me for being so forward," she started in the same way he had, "because I don't know you all that well, but I'd hazard a guess that that's probably the nicest thing you've said in awhile. So I guess I'd better thank you for the kindness," she said, managing to get another smile out - it was getting easier for her, what with Z'ayr and then her dragon. "I think I'd better be getting to bed though. Vessayith'll only stay asleep so long without me sleeping too."

"It was..." she shrugged and nodded, "nice dancing with you, though." Tanwen turned to leave, and then said over her shoulder to D'car with a pause in her step, "Oh, and by the way, that was small talk right there."

[Dragon]

D'car cocked his head to the side curiously when she too used the same phrase. He wondered just what she was going to say. So he listened intently to her when she spoke to him, taking a guess at something about him. Many would probably assume D'car would be offended in some manner. D'car, however, did not mind. He would take blunt honesty as opposed to hiding something from someone.

Story of D'car's life, really. But that was a whole other time entirely. Still, there was a reason that D'car preferred people to be straightforward and stop hiding things. He grinned over at her as she took a guess at it being the nicest thing he had said in awhile. "In response, I would say you're quite perceptive", he replied simply to her, not denying what she had said. He didn't necessarily outright agree with her, but it was implied.

Now usually D'car didn't leave things quite so open ended or simply implied something. Normally he was a straightforward sort of fellow. But for that one instance, he felt somewhat differently. As if it were some sort of friendly banter from him. It was quite odd, really. But there was a slight feeling of rejection when she didn't necessarily take him up on the offer, but decided on bed instead.

Still, he couldn't blame her. It was late and she was tired. Atleast she was being honest with him. D'car could appreciate that. He also already felt quite accomplished today. It had been so long since he had danced and he got to impress someone with those skills. Not only that, but he was now considering Tanwen his first friend he had ever had. If nothing else, she was the only tolerable person around here that he would actively hang around.

He nodded to her. "It was a pleasure to dance with you as well", he stated simply, without any sort of underlying implications. What he stated he meant, it was quite simple. But he quirked an eyebrow when she stopped for a moment. He then grinned at her. "Indeed? Then I look forward to our next chat", D'car stated as a sort of response and goodbye all at once.

He watched Tanwen as she left, wondering a few things to himself. It was nothing quite so intimate or physical really. Heck, D'car was way too far off from any sort of relationship thing. He had just now gotten to the point where he could tolerate the presensce of one girl. Admitting he liked a girl and getting into a relationship was still too early and likely wouldn't happen for awhile.

Sometime after Tanwen left, D'car finally left as well. He too would go to bed, but not before contemplating what had transpired at the feast.