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Dance Dance Reprobation
Neither tree nor stone form the Promenade now. It is instead a long bridge over a shallow and brilliant pool, the gentle ripples of which catch the afternoon sun and scatter it into a million highlights that play over the Great Hall, the bridge, and those who walk down it. There is no formal receiving line, merely a gentle procession of people across the bridge at whatever speed feels comfortable, slowly making their way to the Great Hall. The Great Hall itself has been enchanted to be completely invisible while one is inside it, save for the outline of doors so people can actually find their way out through means other than smacking their noses into the invisible walls till they find a place with no resistance. Thus the twilight for which the ball is named will show all around the dancers, while they are protected from any errant breezes, faint hints of rain, or slime monsters that might otherwise threaten the festivity. Come in. Find your date and get comfortable. The fun is just beginning.
But as the dance progresses, they play something for everyone. Martial waltzes and slow dance ballroom numbers. Powerful tunes to lose yourself in, and gentle melodies that slip beneath conversation and encourage intimacy and closeness. Professors Trammel and King treat everyone to an exhibition of what an Earth resident might call 'swing dancing on amphetamines' and many students do call 'the closest I have ever come to death'. No pause for speeches, no announcements or interruptions -- just a steady stream of music, bringing dates and lovers together in dance, as the sun sets and casts the room into gentle and romantic twilight. Also a dolphin and a whale are swimming through the floor and they, too, are unmistakably dancing. If this is the weirdest thing you've seen all night, you need your eyes checked.
At one end of the table, an owl the size of a cupboard sits on a perch, serenely watching the varied drinks laid out for consumption. 'Spiking the punch' is so cliche that no one is going to pretend it won't happen or the students will behave on their honor, so here you get a chaperone. Even so, this whole area is a popular gathering spot for those between dances or partners, drawing steady attention throughout the night.
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ASKING THE HARD HITTING QUESTIONS, LENA. "We're t- together together." He confirms, giving her a sheepish nod. "This is our, ah, b- big debut, so to speak."
She was right! They had been dating for a while now, but hadn't really told anybody but Atem.
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"But, ah, all of that aside," He looks over his shoulder to the dance floor. "Would you like to dance, Lena?"
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His invitation to dance has her hesitating a bit, though, mostly because she's still new at really dancing around people. But after a moment, she nods.
"Yeah...all right."
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Yugi offers her a hand and smiles encouragingly, glad when she decides to accept. "I promise I won't step on your feet. I've been practicing." He winks, leading her to the dance floor.
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As they step out onto the dance floor, she shrugs a bit. "Wish I can promise the same thing, but uh...this is all still a bit new to me. So sorry in advance."
It also doesn't help that she's wearing boots.
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He stifles a chuckle. "It's alright. I'm sure you'll do just fine. I'm only halfway decent, because a friend of mine was a dance and I picked up a few things here and there. O- Otherwise..." He tapers into a laugh as he joins her on the floor, offering a hand and then leading her in a slow dance.
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Though she hadn't been expecting a slow song. She hesitated for a brief moment before taking his hand and following his direction.