Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on Aug 11, 2013 19:27:53 GMT -8
K’tar was seriously tempted to smack his head against the wall. Slowly. How, how was it possible for Holt to be so totally oblivious to Mau’s dancing. There had to be some way to remedy this, just had to be!
Perhaps if you get everybody dancing? That way he is on the dance floor, which gets us one step further in your most wonderful and brilliant plan.
K’tar grinned. Viarth was teasing, naturally, but… That is indeed an excellent idea, you are learning yet, great Purple one.
Catching the Harper’s eye, K’tar held up three fingers. Three seconds later, the music changed, this time to a lively dance tune.
“Come on! The dancing’s here!” K’tar leapt out onto the floor, beckoning for Holt, D’ziel, and Kokoro to join him.
Get him on the floor and dancing, then get him dancing with Mau, then call his parents in, K’tar recited to himself. This was actually going pretty much according to plan, it was just going to take a little while.
Holt chuckled as K'tar so rudely, obviously, interrupted their conversation to insist they dance. The amused Holt mumbled his apologies to his friends, hoped that Kokoro would perk up, and sauntered towards his Purple Rider friend, and thus the dance floor.
"There someone you're dying to meet out here?" he asked the always enthusiastic K'tar. Joke made he didn't attempt to conceal at all his tendency to relocate Mau in the room and admire her steps to the music. "She's...something. Huh?" he asked, though he figured it was more something that didn't need an answer. He thought about waiting for K'tar but he'd spent his entire first moments in this party concerned with timing and by Faranth, he just wanted to say hi to her. So he walked, a little bounce in his step with the rhythm, over to the Green Rider.
"It appears I've been summoned," he mentioned. Then a genuine smile presented itself on his face and all he had left to say was, "Hi."
“That sounds pretty good.” D’ziel looked a little more cheered at the idea of going on a good run with Holt. He did like doing stuff rather than sitting around. He couldn’t make out what Kokoro said, and quickly sobered from her mood. What had just happened? Had he missed something? Shards, he thought the conversation has been going okay, what changed? Holt was set on saving the conversation though, so he piped up as well. “We’re good with anything, so you can just tell us what you like to do.”
When the purple rider spoke up, it looked like a perfect opportunity to cheer Kokoro up, at least by D’ziel’s estimation. He headed over to K’tar while listening to the cheery tune being played. Looked like fun.
Mau danced, something smooth enough that Hammer could still ride on her shoulder. The music changed to something a little more bouncy, but she tried to match both the music and keeping the King flit happy. She was distantly aware that K’tar was up to something though. She just didn’t quite have a grasp on what it was. Still, Holt made his way over, visibly feeling the beat, and Mau smiled again, looking just a little mischievous.
“Looks like. Are you looking for a dance partner? Because for this song I’m taken.” She did a little spin, Hammer crooning into her neck as she did so. When she stopped though, he nosed her hair and took his leave, bouncing onto a nearby chair. Mau chuckled and stopped dancing, looking up at Holt. “Guess not. Enjoying the party I hope?”
Post by summerrain on Aug 19, 2013 10:45:16 GMT -8
Kokoro blinked, then shook her head. She didn't have time to reply before K'tar interrupted them, and Holt went to dance. She sighed quietly. It was only to be expected, after all. She had come to the party, and it had all worked out pretty well... Until he mentioned last Turn. Lindalyn... Kokoro knew the best way to get out of this...
She turned to Spark, eyes wide. She turned back to K'tar. "Sorry," she said quickly. "I've got to get to the fields... I was supposed to be over there in a short while, or the craft masters will get upset. I'm sorry..." Truth was, the girl didn't really feel like she belonged with these people. She'd broken down in front of two of them that day a Turn ago, and she didn't even know the girl who was dancing with Holt. She turned and left, but stopped a little ways down the hall, leaning against the wall and looking up. She hoped she hadn't ruined the party for anyone...
He watched her spin and felt a twinge of jealousy for her orange dancing partner. He wasn't sure how to react to her announcement that she was currently occupied, and so he just watched her spin and admired her movement and the whirl of her hair. When Hammer took off his lips quirked up into a smile. "Yes, though the view is better from here," he said and reached to take her hand and move back into the bouncy tune. "I hope you don't mind if I cut in," he mentioned, guiding her around the floor and the other pairs of dancers there. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a brown shape glide onto the chair where Hammer remained, probably with an offering of food if he knew Sonder at all. Very practical, if a little melancholy, that firelizard.
The tune changed to one Holt knew much better, in fact if he remembered right the two of them had danced this one before. He stepped into the trot of the dance, offering Mau a quick spin here and there. They narrowly avoided another enthusiastic spinning pair which set Holt's heart to pounding even harder. It was with a breath of relief the musicians flourished into the end of the song, one last high twirl for the dancers, and then it stopped. The musicians kept on in the background, fiddling with instraments, retuning, creating general white noise while the dancers caught their breaths. "Wow," Holt breathed, "tha'was fun." He grinned and just stood there for a moment, willing a cool breeze to come in from the doors. Others starting spreading out to find drinks, so at least that heat was spreading out. "Mau," he said and then stopped. His dancing brain felt a little too unruly to proceed, but now he'd said something. He wiped his forehead and moved his hand to the back of his head to think, brushing the short hair in thought. "This is great. The party, I- It's all great. You're great," he felt his face heat right back up. That wasn't exactly the most charming compliment, was it? "What I mean is, you're the best dance partner I could have--I. Not just that. You're the only one I wan-," he dropped his arm back down to his side and looked her in the eyes. "Does that make sense?" And he waited with fire dancing on his nerves for her response.
“Good.” Mau smiled, that suspicious little crooked smile. It was the entire point for Holt to be having a good time and she was going to see that he had a memorable turnday. He took the opportunity to ask her to dance and with Hammer good she had no problem putting her hand in his and getting pulled out onto the dance floor proper. She hardly noticed Hammer and Sonder watching them, entirely too preoccupied with dancing.
Even if the song was familiar Mau had to be kept on her toes, what with everyone dancing enthusiastically. There was almost a collision, but a little bit of creative dancing and good balance prevented such a thing. By the end of the tune she could feel her blood pumping and she was taking a brief moment to catch her breath. She nodded, grinning when Holt said how much fun it was. It looked like time for drinks, which made sense, active dancing usually called for a break. She debated a break for drinks before Holt spoke her name out loud and she turned back, looking up at him. He didn’t seem to know quite where he was going from there but Mau merely looked at him, waiting for him to speak again. Word just sort of tumbled out of his mouth, like he wasn’t quite sure how to say something so he just sort of said it all at once. Holt’s face colored a little more, not just from all of the dancing. She continued to watch and his words started, just as disjointed, and he looked a little stiff as his hands were at his sides. Just a bit awkward. It was kinda cute.
“Well.” The word was spoken quietly but as its own thought. She ran through all the things she could say, all the things she could do to answer him but she settled after a moment, for something that she thought she could get away with. She reached up and put her arms on his shoulder, linking her hands behind his head. Or at least that was the plan, he was tall, of course, and that meant it was more like her finger were linked just behind his neck. It was one of those things that was comfortable, just enough proximity for her liking but still a dancing pose. Just the usual one adopted by someone who was probably just going to sway along with music instead of tear up the dance floor.
“Not sure if you noticed, but I haven’t exactly been dancing with other… well human boys other then you.” She smiled a touch mischievously. She opened her mouth but closed it again. She didn’t quite want to tease him, she kinda wanted to hear him talk more. She didn’t think she had to say much. Thougth she really wanted to say it. We’re not really talking about dancing anymore are we?
What she actually said was, “I’m pretty sure I know what you mean.” And then the smirk again.
"So it's Hammer I have to watch out for?" he asked to her remark about human males. Still, the joke made, this topic wasn't something he merely wanted to brush off with a laugh. He felt his heart dance faster as her hands curled around the back of his neck. "I...I want to know what we mean," he said. His hands were lightly around her back, that casual dancing sway. He wanted to pull her close and kiss her hair, but the very thought of doing so horrified him. He so adored her, her slightly angled smile, their bits of banter and dance steps, what they had in their relationship. Holt, despite his flushed face and smile and thoughts of what might come, did not want to lose what he did have in trying to get there. "I just don't know how to say it. ...I really care about you, Mau."
Mau merely chuckled a little, though she kept it quiet, listening carefully to what he was saying. Well, she got a touch distracted when she felt his hands on her back. What he was saying, she felt a pang of something, but she found herself being more cautious. He could be saying what she thought he was, or was that just her hope coloring his words? But then he said those six words.
I really care about you, Mau.
She looked at his face, red possibly with a bit more than just an active dance for the reason. She wanted to be more impulsive, moving quick and all that, but what with Holt being so very sweet and all she didn’t want to just make anything he said mean anything less for her words. She didn’t really notice her fingers twitch, or the way she seemed like she wanted to move more. She would always have itchy feet, never wanting to sit still in one place for too long. Moving forward was much better. She suddenly rose up on her tiptoes to whisper into his ear, like she wasn’t really sure about this conversation. It was kinda crazy how fast she flipped from being confident in her impulse to shy about what she should say. Still her voice was clear enough.
“Can you be more then my crush?”
She rolled back onto her feet and looked up hopefully.
He waited. He waited in time that for them alone moved slowly. Too slowly. The waiting would kill him. He watched her thinking face. Had he said something he shouldn't? It was the moment before a drop, hanging on the edge. But what he would fall into...her acceptance, her rejec- He wouldn't, couldn't think about that.
And then her face rushed towards his and suddenly her lips were by his ear. Rather impressive considering their relative heights, but somehow they simply fit together. Her voice made him shake and tense all at once. And when he understood those words she said his throat closed up, shut tight. He was frozen there, and finally swallowed. Maybe he could talk now...say something...not stand there, so stupid-
"Yes. I- How much more?" he asked, feeling his tightness drawing her closer. "...do you think...you know, I could, would it be okay with you..." he couldn't do it. He wouldn't do it. But he so wanted to ask. He wanted to know she was okay with it. Then words. "Can I- kiss you?" A rush of terror, the words were out. Maybe she'd just tease him and brush it off and they could pretend this had never happened because at this rate Holt was about dead on his feat in any case...
Of course Korith thought the whole matter was hilarious. Humans.
Oh shards he was adorable. The words just kept tumbling out, and it seemed like he felt that she might escape if he didn’t keep a good grip. She wanted to tell him that she was the one who felt like she should be keeping a good hold on him. Oh but she didn’t want to tease him now. So many more times in the future, but not right now. He was so very unsure and it was taking so much to get the words out. She couldn’t ruin it for him. If she did she felt like he would be spooked and she very much wanted…well…
“Holt? Please kiss me.” That smile again. Her fingers kept right where they were, behind his neck. No getting out of this one dragon boy, you asked first.
Oh Faranth. Now what? Well, Holt knew what. But his nerves would be the death of him. What if he did it wrong? He hadn't even thought of that a moment ago! There were so many tales about how this moment in time happened for people. No, he thought to those thoughts. They weren't important. Mau mattered, and that was that. And he had asked to kiss her, and she had agreed, and through his thinking (certainly stupid looking) she had stayed right there, fingers locked behind his neck. She had just as much hold on him as he did her. And feeling the unfamiliar touch and looking at her, his eyes focused in the present and out of thought, he felt less nervous. She was amazing, and here, and now was really all that counted.
So he smiled his straight broad smile in return to her curved, delicate one. And with just a bit of nose dodging, he did manage to kiss her. There he stayed just in front of her face, a moment and a longer moment both the same, looking at her. The little details, the smallest shadows that hid in small valleys across her skin. Still smiling. "...was that acceptable?"
It seemed like forever. Her stomach was up in her throat, hoping that he didn’t try to back out. He still could, but it sounded like he wanted to, but maybe not? Then he smiled. It was amazing how a simple little action could melt away her nervousness. His face leaned in and he adjusted for her nose and then, well, kissed her. It was just a little awkward, but very sweet. So when he kept his face in front of hers and asked his question there was only one response.
“Perfect.” It was so very much Holt, and that’s what she wanted. She felt flushed and couldn’t help using the proximity as a chance to get a really good look at his hazel eyes. Green and brown, mixing together and looking back at her. She loved it. Funnily enough, she didn’t feel the urge to be impulsive here, she was just truly enjoying the moment.
Post by Ghost of Fire (Fëanáro) on Jul 5, 2014 18:02:53 GMT -8
K’tar opened his mouth to answer Holt’s question, then closed it as the other youth gaped at Mau and departed for the dance floor. He realized he was grinning. This was going splendidly. Everything was working out. Now, the only thing that needed to happen was the kiss.
Come on Holt, it shouldn’t take this long, K’tar silently whined. The song changed. Holt and Mau kept dancing, kept talking. Finally, they were going in for it…
Ducking out, K’tar waved to Holt’s parents. They came over and followed him in, just in time for the very end of the kiss. K’tar was grinning like a lunatic, while he waited for the next action.
"That's my boy!" Hollarn crowed. Melinna shrugged their timely arrival off with one shoulder and stayed put. She was embarrassed for him, though she could see his face perhaps couldn't show off any new flustered expressions. She gave a small wave.
"That's my dad," Holt echoed with a cringe. He was happy to see his parents had come for the festivities and returned his mom's wave. He was just also, surprised about their arrival. K'tar was grinning. This meant all of it was his fault. "Well, if you get caught swiping pie before dinner, you don't put it back," he reasoned. So he kissed Mau again.
Mau looked up at the new voice and he flushed face distinctly did not go away. The two people that came in definitely had some features similar to Holt, which meant that…
Those are Holt’s parents.
Well then. She really, really wanted to get K’tar for this. The plans that got Holt to hang out with her were good, this one was not one she liked nearly so much. She looked mildly embarrassed, but tilted her head toward Holt when he spoke again.
“What does that have to do with-“ And then he kissed her again.
She took it all back. K’tar could get away with murder now, because he had got Holt to quite nicely tell his parents how he felt about her. She returned the kiss, all anger and embarrassment gone. Hopefully Holt’s turnday had turned out as nice for him as it was for her.