White Rider Pestilence
aphelia the vampire
"What if. There is your answer. What if. Do not worry dearest Maka. There will always be someone to help. Trust me." Catching the glass, she holds it in her hand, watching her dear friend. "I do wish to dance with you yes. While you are covered in blood yes. I do not think there will be a time when you aren't covered in blood anyway Snow." Making the glass disappear, she offers her now empty hand to Maka. "May I have this dance?"
Sighing, he doesn't seem to like the answer he received. "That's not good enough.." Taking her hand, he decides that a quick dance might not hurt anything. "You may have this dance, my good lady." he gives a slight bow, and smile.
Blushing lightly, she smiles when he smiles. "It would be an honor Snow." Flicking her fingers, the music changes to a waltz song. "I remember the Vienna halls. Such a lovely time. I wonder if this dance will bring out memories." Assuming the position, she lightly places her hand on Maka's shoulder. "Let us dance the night away."