[ cinder follows pyrrha's lead with a considerable amount of grace, stepping and spinning when required to. when she returns to pyrrha's arms (wow charlie calm yourself), cinder's response to pyrhha's unassuming remark is a soft upturn in her lips as she adds on more "praise" to her previous statement. ]
—And you're quite the dancer.
[ despite the fact that it sounds like the adulation pyrrha has grown more than used to, there's an edge to her words. a hidden meaning that cinder sees her for more than from what she's heard and what she's been told. that underneath the guise of "warrior" and of "perfection", there is a person. one made of flesh and blood like any other and one that can be severely weakened like any other.
and as she formulates a plan for the days to come, it amuses her that their dance remains a friendly gesture with pyrrha not recognizing the threat of cinder being so close to her. it amuses cinder even more so that through this, pyrrha shows signs of believing herself to be exactly as cinder has described her.
as "invincible".
when the song comes to an end, cinder releases pyrrha from her obligation of their dance; completely sure that her ulterior motive of evaluating the girl up close and personal would be dismissed. but cinder is generous and she curtseys gratefully towards her accommodating partner. ]
Thanks for humoring me. [ and in more ways than one............... ]
[ In the wake of the dance, Pyrrha is left floundering, hands clasping behind her back when she remembers what to do with them. The moment before that decisive movement had been gangly, almost awkward, as she had struggled to know what to do with herself. Her empty arms, her warm hands. ]
Not at all.
[ Her smile, when it comes, is respectful, unfeigned. She hasn’t decided how she feels about her enigmatic dance partner yet, but Pyrrha isn’t about to be cold. ]
The pleasure was all mine.
[ The curtsy is returned, as elegant as anything Pyrrha does. ]
[ cinder considers for a moment, leaving. to give off an aura of verisimilitude, as she often tends to. but she can see a blur of yellow darting out of the corner her eye, one that again brings to mind that idea of weaknesses and vulnerability.
following her scope of vision, she also notices a pair of party goers vacating their seats. it occurs her to that there may be further interaction to be had. their night together remaining open-ended, if cinder plays her cards right.
which, luckily, she often does. ]
How about we take a seat then? I'd really... like to have a chat.
[ cinder is already stepping past pyrrha before she's even been given a response. ]
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[ cinder follows pyrrha's lead with a considerable amount of grace, stepping and spinning when required to. when she returns to pyrrha's arms (wow charlie calm yourself), cinder's response to pyrhha's unassuming remark is a soft upturn in her lips as she adds on more "praise" to her previous statement. ]
—And you're quite the dancer.
[ despite the fact that it sounds like the adulation pyrrha has grown more than used to, there's an edge to her words. a hidden meaning that cinder sees her for more than from what she's heard and what she's been told. that underneath the guise of "warrior" and of "perfection", there is a person. one made of flesh and blood like any other and one that can be severely weakened like any other.
and as she formulates a plan for the days to come, it amuses her that their dance remains a friendly gesture with pyrrha not recognizing the threat of cinder being so close to her. it amuses cinder even more so that through this, pyrrha shows signs of believing herself to be exactly as cinder has described her.
as "invincible".
when the song comes to an end, cinder releases pyrrha from her obligation of their dance; completely sure that her ulterior motive of evaluating the girl up close and personal would be dismissed. but cinder is generous and she curtseys gratefully towards her accommodating partner. ]
Thanks for humoring me. [ and in more ways than one............... ]
no subject
Not at all.
[ Her smile, when it comes, is respectful, unfeigned. She hasn’t decided how she feels about her enigmatic dance partner yet, but Pyrrha isn’t about to be cold. ]
The pleasure was all mine.
[ The curtsy is returned, as elegant as anything Pyrrha does. ]
no subject
following her scope of vision, she also notices a pair of party goers vacating their seats. it occurs her to that there may be further interaction to be had. their night together remaining open-ended, if cinder plays her cards right.
which, luckily, she often does. ]
How about we take a seat then? I'd really... like to have a chat.
[ cinder is already stepping past pyrrha before she's even been given a response. ]