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She wished she could figure out what was bothering the taller horseman, his tensed form and saccharine facial movements did nothing to her. She had seen him for years, acting and galvanting around as someone different by day and night. But she was willing to look past it - for him - he seemed to need to catch the break.

"I understand." Allowing herself to force her own smile, she tilted her head just a little, folding her hands on top of each other, as she looked up to him.

As he leaned down, presumably to kiss her on the cheek, she decided to let him have this one ti-

Mengyao suddenly was jostled forward, nearly toppling over the poor horsewoman, and, after the apparent shock, something soft landed on her lips - opening her eyes, she was stunned to see him there.

I -
He -
It - The -

What.

Grabbing his face lightly, she tried to steady him from the jostling, but couldn't find it in her to stop what was conspiring, her face burning with . . something. It wasn't exactly embarrassment. . . she wasn't sure. She just knew she didn't want him to take this the wrong way. In fact, she kind of enjoyed it.

Ah.
Uh.

Well . . . for a mouth that had harsh words, he seemed to have such a soft kiss.

Wait . . .What was she thinking?

Kuromeez

Bffsffdjjka,

Incidentally, if anyone had been listening when the giant glitterbomg blew up, they would have heard the maniacal laughter of a cat-king, dancing along with his bro. Whom also seemed to been raking up the points due to a helpful pyromaniac.

GLITTER ALL THE THINGS.

Mengyao's thoughts, understandably, had gone completely and utterly blank inside of his head, replaced by nothing more than a low buzzing sound that seemed to fill everything, displacing any sort of rationality he once might have had.

He felt gentle hands against the sides of his face, and his eyes were still open, enough that he could see the startled look on Lifen's face, the furious blush spreading across those pale cheeks. Her emotions were so open to him, and they always had been, but this...this was something new entirely.

Lifen had always been special to him, somehow, but this was not the same. The constricting feeling he had felt before rose again, his stomach fluttering unpleasantly - or maybe pleasantly, he wasn't entirely certain anymore.

He had pulled away, just a little, so that their mouths were no longer touching, but that was as far as he had gotten, his gaze flickering behind the mask with a myriad of emotions, none of which he could sort through coherently. But then he took a step towards her, almost as if his feet were moving of his own accord, and Mengyao's hands slipped to Lifen's waist, pulling her slowly towards him, stumbling through the motions. He leaned his head down, hesitating, drawing back once, twice, but then his lips found hers again, gently, lightly, almost as though he could not pull away after all.

This was not supposed to happen.

Yin said he wanted to, and that eased Alex's nerves a little bit, though not by much. He heard the small hesitation, and had to wonder what it meant. But it was too late now, with Yin's much warmer hand enveloped in his, it was time to do this, and if the weremantis wasn't going to turn back, then neither was he. "Okay." He nodded, his smile broadening across his face, practically radiating his sudden excitement. Dance time! He was going to get to dance with Yin for the first time ever! Actually, come to think of it, had Alexander ever actually danced with anybody else in his unlife, or did he just do it on his own?

That was a bit of a depressing thought. Distressing too, really, considering that meant he probably had no idea what he was doing either, and somehow he was expected to show Yin what to do.

Pulling Yin gently along, or was it that Yin was pulling him? It was hard to tell at the moment. The song that was currently playing seemed to be coming to a close and a new one was starting. This suited Alexander just fine, because it meant that he could actually have an entire song to dance to from beginning til end. Even if that song did have an odd tempo, not quite slow, but somewhere between that and moderate, he was determined that they were going to do this. It was now or never. It was go time. He could almost even forget that he was wearing incredibly uncomfortable footwear, and he could almost even ignore the glitter that seemed to be absolutely everywhere on the dance floor, thanks to a certain couple of boils parading around in dresses.

He had a glance around at the couples who were currently dancing, before turning towards Yin, frowning slightly (mostly hidden by mask) and biting down on his bottom lip as though trying to decide something before they actually started. Eyeing the other couples one last time, he pulled Yin in a bit closer and very tentatively placed his free hand on the other boils waist. "Just...follow my lead I guess..." he mumbled, sort of having no clue how to actually go about this before he was moving, and hoping to jack Yin could catch on.

"And don't look at your feet, that never helps, just....use your instincts and follow."

Of course, this was Alex's first time dancing in a pair of shoes as well. This had potential to end disastrously. And the beat of the song was a little more difficult to follow...was he supposed to try and waltz to this? It almost felt like it...

Whatever, they were dancing, okay?

"MANGLING?"

An eager voice from the back of the little group indicated Cymbeline had heard exactly what she wanted to hear. She seemed disappointed, however, that there was no student mangling in evidence.

At least the room was filled with enough loud noises and shiny sights to make her head spin.

Willow's tail flickered as she walked out the door, after being in all the crowds. Actually she wasn't watching where she was going and almost ran into a reaper. She was glancing back making sure she hadn't been followed. "Oh my Jack! I'm so sorry." She gasped pausing to see who she almost ran into.

Taking a small step back. "Roch?" She adjusted her purple and black mask a bit peering at the boil. "Ahahah. I didn't mean to almost run into you, sorry about that."

She tilted her head, "You okay?" She moved her mask to the side seeing as how his was off.

He blinked, not budging with how she ran into him--he should have known she was there, honestly, Roch thought with a hint of self disgust. Here he was, a hob with sense soul, caught off guard by a ghost. Genius.

"No... I'm definitely not, in fact I am jackin' confused out of my mind right now," he told her. "Tell me, which is worse, goin' back in there or gettin' beat like a drum by your best friend for not goin' in there?"

If yer'askin', boil, sure. C'mon. Sliding a hand free, ever so casually, out of their fold, the tatzel's fingers interwound with West's. Tugging, she led him back onto the dance floor without any holding back.

They were going to training was all, yep. No one would question her taking her student in such a manner if she was it was for leading purposes, right? Right.

Music's 'bout right fer this sorta dancin'. 'Ere. Taking his other hand and placing it at her waist, the tatzel held high their clutching hands and swayed accordingly in a rather fast-paced way compared to their last. It wasn't a slow dance so much as a trot or swing- but not really. It matched for the music, and Levi did her best to keep West in line with her.

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