[ Let's be frank, Nonon can't help but notice that Cinder is touching her arm. Maybe she doesn't know what she's doing, but the fact is she can feel the other girl's fingers gently pressing into her skin... it's a little strange, but Nonon just tells herself it's not. She's danced with Satsuki before. At her 16th birthday. It felt almost like this... but different too. Cinder is just crazy attractive, and it's impossible to ignore it, even as they dance. Not that Nonon thinks of herself as anything less. ]
Do you always answer a question with another question?
[ Nonon's catching on, twirling the two of them with the music, meeting the other's eyes for a moment. She's playing it calm and cool, as best she can anyway.
Though one might say she'd be even better on her back. ]
[ which is a true enough statement. answering with a "question" is rather generous for cinder. nonon should be happy that she replied with subtle worldplay. but cinder knows she has a habit of not... sharing information and she has no reason to change that aspect of herself. cinder is rarely ever incentivized to divulge information about herself, especially during a first encounter.
having said that, she doesn't expect that same level of cautiousness from nonon. at least, not in the framework of casual conversation. with a relatively amused expression, she prepares to parrot the same question that was just asked of her. ]
And what about you? I'd imagine it takes a certain level of skill to know how to lead during a ballroom dance. Following, on the other hand, isn't all that difficult.
[ Which is basically what she's doing right now! She should be mad, she'd never allow anyone to get away with speaking to her like this, save for one person. And... well, Cinder and Satsuki are not the same person. But for the sake of a new friendship, Nonon is allowing her to be this coy. That's what she wants to think anyway, and it's definitely not because Nonon can't bring out her full wit against this girl, at least her biting remarks are reserved, instead she's just... being coy herself. ]
Unlike you I don't see the need to hide. My family owns the largest transportation company in the world, and I was expected to learn how to dance back when I was in Elementary school. For the occasional gala where my father tried to make me dance with his business rival's sons. [ She grins as they find themselves a little closer... ] But I always refused.
[ cinder doesn't edge back when nonon breaches more personal space. they're already dancing together, this closely, so cinder has no qualms. her expression seems content like nonon's words are lyrical, especially partnered alongside this music. wealthy. strong. these are all attributes cinder might find useful in the future even if the former might not hold much value here. cinder ignores the quip at her expense and nonon should be glad that she did. ]
Boys who hail from families of affluence hold no interest for you? How.... [ starts with a "g"... and ends with an "ay"... ] selective of you. So tell me, what kind of person did you always end up dancing with? Or was no one ever interesting enough for you?
[ how many hot black-haired girls do you know... oh wait... ]
[ Short as she is, Nonon is all too comfortable with this, especially given the music being something she can actually enjoy. None of that rap or rock music, but a proper waltz. She makes sure to look up at Cinder though, so that the other girl doesn't have to just stare at her hat the whole time. No other reason! ]
I won't dance with someone I don't choose myself, that's one thing. Otherwise, I wouldn't say I have a type... [ She's lying, and playing coy just like Cinder, because hey... she's still deciding if she's gay or not. But yeah, she does very much prefer dancing with girls. ]
I just refuse to dance with boorish oafs who would rather just put their hands on me than dance.
[ something airy like a laugh (but not really) escapes her. cinder can relate. ]
That makes two of us.
[ but unlike nonon, boorish oaf and tiny girls often have difficulty retaining cinder's interest. let alone, allow them to touch her. cinder is not the kind of person one gets to touch so easily, especially in as casual an encounter as this but this has been a very... elucidating exception. eventually the classical music slows to a stop and is replaced by... dubstep? cinder doesn't really know the term but she knows she doesn't appreciate it all that much. she looks back down to nonon. ]
Care to let go?
[ obviously, cinder could easily leave now. even though she's implying nonon is what's preventing her from walking out the door, she's... testing. testing whether or not nonon... wants anything else from this interaction, shall we say. ]
[ There is... something about Cinder that has Nonon's full attention. She doesn't look away at anyone else, she doesn't even think about anyone else really. It's actually more of a surprise to her that Cinder is done, than the change of music from acceptable to disgusting. ]
...Oh, of course. [ She smiles, trying not to look like she was spacing out for a moment, letting go of Cinder and taking a step back. ]
I should probably go find my...[ She really hates to call Ryuko a friend!! ...underclassman ] and make sure she's not destroying the party.
[ underclassman? well, cinder should do the same. she's seen mercury's name listed on her device. this dance has served as a rather amusing distraction so when nonon parts, she smiles rather plainly. ]
Same.
[ normally, one would wave, curtsy or perform some sort of physical gesture to establish their goodbyes but cinder does none of those things. her head remains tilted and it's a considerable effort on her part to... well, form the words. ]
It's been... a pleasure to meet you. I hope we meet under more lively circumstances.
[ by that she means, under a circumstance with more action and violence naturally. she doesn't wait for nonon to air mutual sentiments as cinder turns on her heels. walking away and blending into the crowd until she's gone. out of the ballroom and out of view. ]
[ Did she catch Cinder's attention or not? That's what Nonon is thinking as she watches the other girl leave. She isn't even sure why she cares what that other girl thinks, but Nonon has a strange feeling in her that she's not used to... ]
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Do you always answer a question with another question?
[ Nonon's catching on, twirling the two of them with the music, meeting the other's eyes for a moment. She's playing it calm and cool, as best she can anyway.
Though one might say she'd be even better on her back.]no subject
[ which is a true enough statement. answering with a "question" is rather generous for cinder. nonon should be happy that she replied with subtle worldplay. but cinder knows she has a habit of not... sharing information and she has no reason to change that aspect of herself. cinder is rarely ever incentivized to divulge information about herself, especially during a first encounter.
having said that, she doesn't expect that same level of cautiousness from nonon. at least, not in the framework of casual conversation. with a relatively amused expression, she prepares to parrot the same question that was just asked of her. ]
And what about you? I'd imagine it takes a certain level of skill to know how to lead during a ballroom dance. Following, on the other hand, isn't all that difficult.
[ says a leader to a henchman. ]
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Unlike you I don't see the need to hide. My family owns the largest transportation company in the world, and I was expected to learn how to dance back when I was in Elementary school. For the occasional gala where my father tried to make me dance with his business rival's sons. [ She grins as they find themselves a little closer... ] But I always refused.
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Boys who hail from families of affluence hold no interest for you? How.... [ starts with a "g"... and ends with an "ay"... ] selective of you. So tell me, what kind of person did you always end up dancing with? Or was no one ever interesting enough for you?
[ how many hot black-haired girls do you know... oh wait... ]
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I won't dance with someone I don't choose myself, that's one thing. Otherwise, I wouldn't say I have a type... [ She's lying, and playing coy just like Cinder, because hey... she's still deciding if she's gay or not. But yeah, she does very much prefer dancing with girls. ]
I just refuse to dance with boorish oafs who would rather just put their hands on me than dance.
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That makes two of us.
[ but unlike nonon, boorish oaf and tiny girls often have difficulty retaining cinder's interest. let alone, allow them to touch her. cinder is not the kind of person one gets to touch so easily, especially in as casual an encounter as this but this has been a very... elucidating exception. eventually the classical music slows to a stop and is replaced by... dubstep? cinder doesn't really know the term but she knows she doesn't appreciate it all that much. she looks back down to nonon. ]
Care to let go?
[ obviously, cinder could easily leave now. even though she's implying nonon is what's preventing her from walking out the door, she's... testing. testing whether or not nonon... wants anything else from this interaction, shall we say. ]
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...Oh, of course. [ She smiles, trying not to look like she was spacing out for a moment, letting go of Cinder and taking a step back. ]
I should probably go find my...[ She really hates to call Ryuko a friend!! ...underclassman ] and make sure she's not destroying the party.
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Same.
[ normally, one would wave, curtsy or perform some sort of physical gesture to establish their goodbyes but cinder does none of those things. her head remains tilted and it's a considerable effort on her part to... well, form the words. ]
It's been... a pleasure to meet you. I hope we meet under more lively circumstances.
[ by that she means, under a circumstance with more action and violence naturally. she doesn't wait for nonon to air mutual sentiments as cinder turns on her heels. walking away and blending into the crowd until she's gone. out of the ballroom and out of view. ]
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[ Did she catch Cinder's attention or not? That's what Nonon is thinking as she watches the other girl leave. She isn't even sure why she cares what that other girl thinks, but Nonon has a strange feeling in her that she's not used to... ]