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[cozen]

WHO: Alexandrie, Bastien, Byerly, and their captive audience
WHAT: Mandatory etiquette and dance lessons
WHEN: Justinian 15, 9:45
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: See the OOC post and IC announcement for more information! If you didn't sign up, you can still participate in Parts A and D, and just handwave the other two, without needing to sign up or get an assignment. If you want to do B and C, you can find your own dance partner/seating group OOC, or you can sign up now and we'll dole out new assignments if we get enough latecomers to do so. If you signed up and are missing from the lists when you shouldn't be, I'm sorry and please tell me!

disclaimer: event less fancy than pictured

Seating Assignments
— Table One: Gwenaëlle, Iorveth, Matthias, Athessa
— Table Two: Flint, Ilias, Darras, Med Seller, Yngvi
— Table Three: Julius, Thranduil, Anders, Brienne
— Table Four: Benedict, Colin, Valentine, Six, Derrica
— Table Five: Teren, Salvio, Bartimaeus, Osana
— Table Six: Freddie, Petrana, Kain, Merrill, Silver
— Table Seven: Yseult, Cosima, Steve, Inessa
— Table Eight: Sidony, Fifi, Nell, Fingon
— Table Nine: Thor, Nathaniel H., Solas, Skadi

Dance Partners
— Cosima & Nathaniel H.
— Athessa & Anders
— Teren & Flint
— Freddie & Bartimaeus
— Yseult & Darras
— Nell & Julius
— Merrill & Colin
— Skadi & Benedict
— Gwenaëlle & Solas
— Petrana & Salvio
— Osana & the Medicine Seller
— Sidony & Matthias
— Six & Thranduil
— Brienne & Valentine
— Fifi & Steve
— Thor & Fingon
— Ilias & Iorveth

Comments

steve + fifi

[murrika]

Called out to the dance floor, Steve's honestly more worried about this part than he was any of the fancy utensil guessing games he just played during meal time. That one he could bullshit well enough, or cheat off the person next to him. This? Less so.

"I oughta warn you before we start - this is something I'm infamously bad at."

Dancing. There is the part where he doesn't know how to do it all to begin with, but there's also the part where he's been to every other dance club in Brooklyn, dragged along by Bucky and whatever girl(s) he had on his arm, and kept aggressively to the sidelines, whatever attempts his best friend might've put into teaching him being worth exactly zip. The future's given him time to remedy that, yeah, but has he? That's a big nerp.

He's sorry, Fifi, he really is.

[untiltheyarent]

Looking a bit self-conscious in her decidedly outdated (and perhaps even inappropriate) gown, Fifi approaches with a quick curtsy and a faint smile. But then the human-- the very tall human-- apologizes, and her smile becomes something warmer. Has she gone this rusty?

"You can't be so infamous," she replies, gently taking one of his hands and then the other, positioning them, "I've never been warned of you." Her Orlesian accent is thick, her voice pitched a little higher than one might expect from looking at her.