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She had made a mess of things. While it’s true that the flying class wasn’t a life or death grade to pass it was still mortifying to have botched not only her own performance but that of her partner as well. Eveilyn had been trying to figure out what to say and how to apologize for her lack of grace throughout most of class. The small pit where her stomach was decided it was best to get it over with quickly after class rather than let it slowly eat her alive for the next week and a half.

As Verve bent backwards stretching Eveilyn was actually surprised how flexible the other nightmare was. Perhaps that was why she was such a good dancer and likely the only chance they had of passing today’s lesson. “I’d like to borrow you for a moment if you have the time.” Eveilyn reached up a hand and brushed her bangs out of her eyes. That had been another slight concern when flying. She would have to bring a clip or something next time she came to class.

Using her fingers to kneed the edge of her sleeves to help feel a bit less nervous she thought over the things she had wanted to say after their dismal performance and to be honest wanted to just hide or leave a note and not face Verve ever again preferably or at least until the next class they shared. Still the mess up was public and so too should be the apology that was how she was raised at least. It didn’t stop her from being more than a bit nervous. “Thank you. I just wanted to apologize for today.” She cleared her throat and looked at the chimera. “I know that you are a great flying and would have done a lot better with any other partner out there, but I’m not really.” Comfortable flying with others? No that sounded pompous. Skilled? That sounded lame. “used to flying with anyone else, much less dancing while doing so.”

(*hides as quick as possible hoping to go unnoticed*)

[… wow I actually tried sounding out the bee-etcc about four times before I realized it was btw…. You know what? Yep Eve gets to suffer that now. Yay social ineptness! ]

Eve squirmed a bit at Verve’s look of surprise. Really was it so odd to think that she wouldn’t apologize for botching things up as bad as she did? Perhaps she came off as haughty or cold? Well Evelyn hardly spoke to others in class so it wouldn’t really be that far of a stretch she supposed. Still after what seemed a moment of processing Verve had her wits back which made Eve feel better.

She couldn’t help but stiffen just a bit when Verve suddenly leaned close, but that was more the sudden invasion of personal space then disgust or anything like that. She relaxed a bit when Verve started talking but couldn’t figure out what the bee-tee-double-yew meant. Still she tucked that away to look up later while the conversation raced onward. “oh.. no she didn’t.” Drumming her fingers on her lips Eve thought about it. “I just assumed it had to do with the fact we were all students and she didn’t want to pick one poor soul to embarrass in one of those awful step up and show the class demonstrations.” Eve couldn’t help but shiver at the thought of having to stand up and do something like dance when she wasn’t used to it all just for an example for the other students.

A blush crossed her face making her want to crawl in her sweater to hide when Verve said she was to nice. It wasn’t niceness per say just that she hated to be called on in a situation like that so where she a teacher she certainly wouldn’t do it to a student. She had started to nod her head to the question but stopped surprised. Really this chimera was willing to endure more mishap or worse possible injury and dance again with Evelyn? In truth Eve would love to have more lessons but the idea was a daunting one given her earlier disaster. Her voice was surprisingly small and shocked herself as she spoke. “I’d like that.” Waving her hand she clarified quickly. “N-not in the air again but on the ground. Maybe?” It was true she wasn’t much of a dancer unless you counted the words spinning around her mind but Verve was amazing enough that maybe she would learn something new, which was always a good thing even when it came with band aids as a price.

Verve may have just as well asked Eve to explain quantum physics. Wide eyed she swallowed hard. “um paired?” She really couldn’t dance a set dance how was she going to do a free flowing one? At least with a paired dance Verve could take lead. That wouldn’t be quite as bad, Eve hoped anyway. She tried flexing her wings just slightly to the rhythm that Verve was tapping out. She hoped that if she could at least keep rhythm that it wouldn’t be the disaster that last time was. She actually did feel a lot better about this with her feet on the ground. There was a feeling of stability and balance that were much harder to control in the air when flailing around like a fish out of water.

Nervous she held out her hands ready to start when Verve was. "H-here goes."

The twirl made Eve dizzy with its suddenness. Still Verve had been able to laugh about it in a way that wasn’t cruel or mocking and even managed to make Eve smile about it herself. Twirling with Verve the last time had been pretty fun as Eve had finally gotten the hang of it. “Well I’m hardly the dancer you are so I think I’ll call it quits soon but still thank you Verve. I already fell like I’m doing better and a bit less inclined to fall flat on my face.” Squeezing the other nightmare’s hand gently Eve couldn’t even being to tell Verve how much better that one thing made her feel. Eve could dance with words all day long but dancing even on the ground with someone else was something that instantly brought anxiety so being able to manage this simple little bit made Eve feel relieved and better. “Reading about dancing and making poems about it is worlds away from actually doing it.”

(Verve rocks. I must say this)

Eve blushed at the compliment she didn’t think simply continuing to try was that impressive. She did smile brightly at Verve’s question. “Of course. I would be glad to help with any word assignment.” The truth was she liked anything better when it dealt with words rather than lots of motion. Creative writing was gentle and fresh air and history was deep and meaningful. Even if Verve never took up her offer just the thought was enough to make Eve happy. Right now she was midway through working on a set of villanelles for a side project for fun.

Gathering all her things she knew she had to move onto the next class. “Thanks again… It was well it wasn’t as bad as I was thinking it was going to be.” Brushing her bangs aside again she gave Verve a grateful bow. “I look forward to seeing you in another class.”