Broken Wings Raven
Lein Red Death
Broken Wings Raven
Lein Red Death
Broken Wings Raven
Lein Red Death
*pulls out ear phone* Stairway to Heaven, eh? Haven't heard nor danced to that in ages. Well written and played song however. *pushes glasses up* This should be nice.
Turning to face him, Raven smiled. "You like it too?" she quiered. "I've always loved this song, ever since the first time I heard it. It almost throws a bit of a spell over you, you know?"
"Indeed." Lein smiled. "I may be jumping the gun, but would you care to dance? You seem nice and this songs just pulls you into a trance." Lein stood and held out his hand.
A shy smile dashed across Raven's face as she nodded slowly, almost as if she didn't believe it. "I would love to," she said, then placed her hand in Lein's. "I'm not very good...I've never really danced before."
"I've only danced a few times, so I am not that good myself. I will teach you what I know." Lein gripped her hand lightly and led her out onto the floor.
Raven wandered out onto the dance floor with him, and stopped when she felt that they had reached a suitable spot for dancing. It was mostly open, so they would have plenty of room, especially if she messed up and went tumbling. "So..." she said, almost curiously. "What now?" Her cheeks turned slightly pink, for she was a bit embarassed at not knowing what to do.
Lein smiled at the cuteness of her blush. "Well, one of hands goes here," He took one of her hands and placed it on his shoulder. "My hand goes here," He placed one of his hands on her side. "And then I hold this hand." He lifted one of her hands into the air. "Now just follow me."