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"Well, Bru never thought she'd become a dancer one day, but, oh well!" Bru said aloud. Dancing had never been her forte, and she never expected to be a professional dancer (or, at least dancing for a camera, if you want to ignore the specifics). She then complied with what SunMoon said, but barely even had to, because she was laughing so hard. "Yay for the Bug Dance!" she called.

Once Steve finaly caught his breath, he finally stood back up, it was such a great day, so much laughing, ah the great joy out of life. He looked over at all of them and smiled. "So, you know, this has been awesome! This is great." A big smile on his face, "Great job Bru for doing such a great job."

How had Steve missed it? Of course Aj was the one who should receive the credit, but with all the events that just happened, from on dance to the other he wasn't sure exactly what had happened. So with a little awkwardness plastered on his face he turned towards Aj, "Um sorry about that, awesome job Aj!" Yup she did do an amazing job, definitely one of the best dance moves yet.

"Hey you should get some credit for doing all the work," he laughed, "however I have to either one who gets the credit, it doesn't matter, for I learned a new move! And that's just great awesomeness right there!"

Well it was rather quite fun so when Aj came back around he had to think about it for a moment, did he really want to do it again? OH YEAH! Of course, now he was starting to think about it, if she could create such an awesome dance move already, perhaps she had a few more stored up for a rainy day. So he moved over to her and spoke quite happily, eagerly to learn, "So are there any other kind of moves that you know?

"Oh and another thing, I am thinking about having today be the purely rave night, what do you guys think?"

"Rocky Horror Troupe Makeover..." He shook his head with a chuckle while speaking once more, "I think the name alone should be enough to stir someone away."

Now that he thought about it, raves would be a wonderful thing for the night, and in fact, they had neon lights hooked up around the guild, strobes, and everything else one might need, all he had to do was flip the switch, but when would he do that? Probably a bit later in the night when more people came.

Such great fun would be bestowed to those who jumped in on it! "Yup we're having a rave tonight, so bring your best music, and we're going to crank the music up!" A raise of the fist in a triumphant, "Oh yeah!"

Without the aid of OOC, Steve was quite clueless, but he tried it anyway from what he could remember. "This shall be fun," A big grin now as he started to think about how awkward he probably looked, but at least it had a cool name to it!

So first things first was the prehistoric woman, right? Er probably, so he started to roll his fist, wait it was cooking! Yes that what it was, so he started his fist at chest level, and started to move them as if he was cooking. Now the next step was the easiest of them all to remember, whipping! Whipping for math? That was quite peculiar, but after thinking about it he came up with his own idea with it, and gave off a rather loud chuckle, probably leaving the others wondering what he was thinking about.

Now it was prehistoric.. Man! He decided he would change it up a bit, and started to pound his chest with his fist. In fact he became so enticed to it he started to do it over and over again. First he'd roll his fist in mid air, then do the whip motion, and boom boom, pounding across his chest, and as the last one came down, he'd let out a rather loud "ho-ah!" and did a jump and spin, and started to do it in the next direction!

"So am I close enough?" He laughed before he did another "Ho-ah!"

And like a pound of fresh meat, Steve hits the ground. "Ugh," he lets out as he rubs his forehead... "er sorry guys, I don't feel too hot right now, my chest is all bleh, so I am going to be a while for a while, if I start feeling better I'll be on!" He gave the only smile he could mutter right now, which wasn't the biggest nor brightest, at least for right now. "I hope to be on though, but until then, dance on without me!" He gave a small laugh, "For the guild!", his voice mimicked his ancestors, the Spartans!

Erin walked into the courtyard slowly, his green-hazel eyes flashing with every change of the colored lights above; the heavy sound of bass was filling him slowly sending his heart in a different direction as his head. The music was louder then one would expect in such an open space, the lights of what must be thousands of glow-sticks was coming from somewhere near the back wall; God how the tides did turn when he was himself.

His hair was shorter then usual, his long cinnamon curls now replaced with a semi clean and straight cut, his bangs long in the front and his head near bald in the back; what one would call emo. Erin’s clothing was numbed down from his original wear of jeans and tee shirts, tonight he was dressed in rave gear; wide bottomed pants and a fishnet shirt, his appearance more feminine then not. His hair was not the only difference, for him it was needlessly difficult being here… Dropping Sariel’s façade and showing his real colors, letting himself become the shy and innocent being he truly was on the inside, and harder still to drop his falsified mannerisms and tones; for the ball he would be real, he would be simply Erin.

With a slow breath he walked towards the middle of the dance floor, desperately looking for somebody he knew, somebody that might help him understand the meaning of the word rave, and how one was to dance in such a situation. He was but a child, ignorant and new to the styles and themes of the world; for him life existed only for the definitions of others. The smell of sweat filled the air, the faint traces of laughter rising above the music and carrying to his ears; bringing a smile to his lips.