[Dance!!! Studio had been Anya's home studio since she could walk. It's a little odd to instead report to one called Dancinerate, owned and led by a rather strict woman rather than her previous instructors but... such is Retrospec, she supposes. Considering the people who still attend the studio, it still manages to feel like home somehow. When she invites Tsukasa to join her one day after her work is done, it's just as good as inviting him home.
She's got a private dance room booked and in truth, she normally practices for concerts in this time but well... it's okay to try something new every now and then, right? She greets him at the door, dressed simply for practice and gives him a bright smile, hands immediately reaching out to hold onto his.]
Tsukasa! You found it. Входи! Come in please.
[they have officially met before so she is back to 100% full affection]
[ He's not really sure how he should've dressed, but he's relieved to see going with "comfortable" was probably the right idea here when he sees her. And she can take his hands, he's just immediately go a little pink— there's going to be more touching than this, he can't seriously get embarrassed from hand-holding!! Easy breaths, Tsukasa... ]
I've passed by a few times, but I never thought about coming in... [ Ahaha. He'll do so though, giving a little bow of his head. ] Um, thank you for the opportunity, Anya. I'll do my best to be a good student for you.
[well the thing is that tsukasa is coming in from the outside - which means that anya doesn't quite pick up on his cheeks being pink. for right now he's safe.... for now. still though, she'll just hold onto his hands and walk backwards into the studio to gently tug him along with her]
You are thanking me...? Silly Tsukasa. [another little giggle as she tilts her head] Давай...! You will do well, I am sure. It will be fun.
[ @winter thanks you're his favorite season for a reason. haha, that rhymes. he smiles a little—she's so cute, his heart's gonna burst. is this what it's like to have a crush? it's terrifying. he likes it a lot. wow. ]
I'll have a kind teacher, so I'm sure I will. [ ahh... ] What kind of dance are we going to practice...? I looked up a few partner-type ones up last night to, um... To get an idea of what we might be doing today.
Cтарательный...! Very studious. [she tilts her head, her smile turning a hint teasing] Should Anya say there will be a test?
[there will be no test, but she thinks it's a funny joke so she is borrowing it. she leads him into the dance room that she has booked, still holding onto his hand. the bag she usually brings to dance class is off to the side but otherwise it's your usual dance room with a barre running along one side and a mirror wall on the other.]
Waltz is easy to teach. Good to begin but... mmm... Приукрашивание? How do I say... You can add things to make it more fun too.
[ will there be a test? ...no, probably not, right? he glances around the dance room curiously when they step in, catching on his reflection momentarily before it shifts to anya's as she speaks. waltzing... it suits her ♪
though maybe he should've asked her to teach him... russian? that's russian, right? yeah. ]
Like spins? Or...
[ it does sound fun. he just hopes he doesn't step on her feet— it's a little preemptive, but he does have her hand, so he steps back a little for some room before he lifts it up and tries to oh-so-smoothly guide her into one. those things. embellishments. ]
[it is a little preemptive, sure, but anya's a ballerina and was practically born one. her expression brightens when he takes initiative and she follows his lead with all the grace of a well-trained dancer, twirling easily underneath his hold and giggling as she does]
[she'll just go ahead and give his hand a reassuring squeeze at that, laughing faintly.]
Ah, it was still very good.
[then again anya's not counting that she knows how to accommodate for less skilled dancers but oh well. she'll slip her hand out of his briefly just to go over to where the music set-up is and set a song to play.]
Слушать... Listen please. We do not need to go the same speed but - it goes like this?
[She appears thought - well, she could, but she thinks that switching from learning follow steps to leading would be a little bit more difficult. There's a small shake of her head and she moves to stand at his side so that they're facing the same direction.]
Like this... Копировать? Copy me? Feet is the hard part, I think.
[And she'll demonstrate the steps to the 3-count of the waltz! Slowly for him to catch on, though.]
[ He watches her steps closely, biting the inside of his lip when he finally decides to give it a try. Falling into step with her is a little harder, but he'll get it after a few tries—it does help her pace is slow enough to accommodate him, though. Probably the only reason he's getting it. ]
Ah... This isn't as hard as I thought it would be.
[she's proud??? and then she'll just smile, repeating it just a few more times before she seems to think that he's gotten the hang of it. the basic waltz just repeats the same motions after all.
then she'll move to stand opposite from him, holding her hand out]
[ Hands... He gives her one of his hands, hesitating a second over her palm before he lets it fall into place.
It's fine. It's just like holding hands with a friend!! Except he's pretty sure this isn't going to be anything like that, but that's okay. Maybe. He's having a hard time looking her in the eye though, choosing to sort of look beside her face and flicking his gaze at her every so often. Uuu, why can't he be a little cooler... A little bolder... ]
[Why the hesitation... Anya tilts her head a little bit in curiosity but doesn't say anything about it at first. Instead, she'll fix her hands so that her hand rests neatly in his, held out a little to the side. Then with her other hand she'll gently curl her fingers around his elbow and encourage him to bring his other arm around her.]
And like that...
[Though she'll glance up at him and notice how he's averting his gaze.
Ah— nervous? Me? [ A little laugh, but it's forced. Nervous? Yes, especially when he's this close to her, when he has his arm around her
it's just dance practice! He asked for this!! He knew exactly what he was getting into!!! God. ] A little. Um... I'm not used to being this close with people, that's all.
[ Smooth, Tsukasa. Sink the ship to save yourself. ]
[An understanding little nod and she seems to get it? Either way, she seems happy to just give him a smile and raises the hand she placed on his shoulder just to reach over to his chin so he can face her directly.
[ ...he's resisting the urge to say sorry again. Just so we're clear. It's written on his face. He'll wait until the music loops back around to step forward like she's taught him. One-two-three, one-two-three... taking it slow for now.
Mostly to make sure he has the steps when he has a partner to lead, and partially because if he does it slowly, he has time to admire her up close. That's terrible of him, isn't he? But this is such a rare experience he'll certainly never have again, especially not less a day later i'm fucking laughing ]
[Tsukasa will learn in due time that Anya will always prefer to have people close???? this is so far from a rarity..... but regardless she'll match him just like she said she would, slow and following the pace that he sets. when he asks how he's doing, she makes a pleased little humming noise]
Хорошо...! Like I thought - you are very good.
[And she'll repeat the counts in tune with the music with a little sing-song - ]
[A neat little nod - she doesn't mind that at all.]
Yes. Совпадение? Try to match the music?
[Why not go for it, you know??? But regardless she's happy - and will naturally just be humming along to the music as they dance because she's so glad about it. Partner dancing is her favorite.]
[ Try to match the music... He'll do his best, waiting until the next one-two-three to step quicker. He sort of wants to spin her, but he needs to focus on making sure he can waltz this fast first— his brow furrows, focused, and he mouths numbers as they move.
He won't mess this up. He's determined not to. Let him do one thing right for once in his life, without embarrassing himself first...!
...except i absolutely rolled for this and he got a nat-1 so HAHAHAHAHA. He manages not to fuck up for maybe two beats, before stepping right on Anya's foot. Almost instinctively, he lets her go so he can step back and away, an apology on his lips, and trips over his own feet... hello ground, his old friend— ]
[tails means they both land on their tails remember you picked this
But Anya is wincing briefly at the pressure on her foot - at least it's not like she's not used to it. It's dance, you step on people a lot, kick them a lot, it happens. But then the untangling happens - or well, it tries to happen. Tsukasa lets go of her but she didn't quite anticipate that, leaving her still holding onto him when he tries to step back and she tries to keep him standing, she does.
This goes poorly when she can't quite keep her footing and ends up tumbling right along with him
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She's got a private dance room booked and in truth, she normally practices for concerts in this time but well... it's okay to try something new every now and then, right? She greets him at the door, dressed simply for practice and gives him a bright smile, hands immediately reaching out to hold onto his.]
Tsukasa! You found it. Входи! Come in please.
[they have officially met before so she is back to 100% full affection]
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I've passed by a few times, but I never thought about coming in... [ Ahaha. He'll do so though, giving a little bow of his head. ] Um, thank you for the opportunity, Anya. I'll do my best to be a good student for you.
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You are thanking me...? Silly Tsukasa. [another little giggle as she tilts her head] Давай...! You will do well, I am sure. It will be fun.
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I'll have a kind teacher, so I'm sure I will. [ ahh... ] What kind of dance are we going to practice...? I looked up a few partner-type ones up last night to, um... To get an idea of what we might be doing today.
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[there will be no test, but she thinks it's a funny joke so she is borrowing it. she leads him into the dance room that she has booked, still holding onto his hand. the bag she usually brings to dance class is off to the side but otherwise it's your usual dance room with a barre running along one side and a mirror wall on the other.]
Waltz is easy to teach. Good to begin but... mmm... Приукрашивание? How do I say... You can add things to make it more fun too.
["Embellishments" just isn't in her vocabulary.]
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though maybe he should've asked her to teach him... russian? that's russian, right? yeah. ]
Like spins? Or...
[ it does sound fun. he just hopes he doesn't step on her feet— it's a little preemptive, but he does have her hand, so he steps back a little for some room before he lifts it up and tries to oh-so-smoothly guide her into one. those things. embellishments. ]
That?
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Да!
[she'S IMPRESSED]
Are you sure I still have to teach you...?
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That's the only embellishment I know, so... Yes? [ please. ] I'm not really sure about the basic steps, either...
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Ah, it was still very good.
[then again anya's not counting that she knows how to accommodate for less skilled dancers but oh well. she'll slip her hand out of his briefly just to go over to where the music set-up is and set a song to play.]
Слушать... Listen please. We do not need to go the same speed but - it goes like this?
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...Okay. [ it doesn't seem too hard to follow, but he'll probably change his mind on that soon enough. ] Are you going to lead first?
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Like this... Копировать? Copy me? Feet is the hard part, I think.
[And she'll demonstrate the steps to the 3-count of the waltz! Slowly for him to catch on, though.]
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Ah... This isn't as hard as I thought it would be.
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[she's proud??? and then she'll just smile, repeating it just a few more times before she seems to think that he's gotten the hang of it. the basic waltz just repeats the same motions after all.
then she'll move to stand opposite from him, holding her hand out]
Next, hands. Hand please?
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[ Hands... He gives her one of his hands, hesitating a second over her palm before he lets it fall into place.
It's fine. It's just like holding hands with a friend!! Except he's pretty sure this isn't going to be anything like that, but that's okay. Maybe. He's having a hard time looking her in the eye though, choosing to sort of look beside her face and flicking his gaze at her every so often. Uuu, why can't he be a little cooler... A little bolder... ]
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And like that...
[Though she'll glance up at him and notice how he's averting his gaze.
An amused little smile.]
... Нервный? Tsukasa is nervous?
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it's just dance practice! He asked for this!! He knew exactly what he was getting into!!! God. ] A little. Um... I'm not used to being this close with people, that's all.
[ Smooth, Tsukasa. Sink the ship to save yourself. ]
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Eye to eye.]
It is okay.
It is just Anya.
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...No, the fact is that it's Anya is the problem, isn't it... ]
R-right. [ Eyes on hers, eyes on hers... Even if he's sure he'll want to look down at their feet to make sure he isn't going to step on her. ] Sorry.
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[Gently, because Anya is just understanding??? She hums happily, placing her hand back on his shoulder.]
Начало? Tsukasa can step and Anya will match.
[at least she's got a fair amount of experience teaching beginners by now so she half-expects to have her feet stepped on?]
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Alright.
[ ...he's resisting the urge to say sorry again. Just so we're clear. It's written on his face. He'll wait until the music loops back around to step forward like she's taught him. One-two-three, one-two-three... taking it slow for now.
Mostly to make sure he has the steps when he has a partner to lead, and partially because if he does it slowly, he has time to admire her up close. That's terrible of him, isn't he? But this is such a rare experience he'll certainly never have again, especially not less a day later
i'm fucking laughing]...How's this?
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Хорошо...! Like I thought - you are very good.
[And she'll repeat the counts in tune with the music with a little sing-song - ]
One, two, three. One, two three.... ♪
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It's only because I have you teaching me... [ It's definitely all Anya's doing, none of his... ] I'm... Can I go a little faster?
[ he thought he'd ask her as a warning first so he doesn't just step on her doing so... #considerate ]
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Yes. Совпадение? Try to match the music?
[Why not go for it, you know??? But regardless she's happy - and will naturally just be humming along to the music as they dance because she's so glad about it. Partner dancing is her favorite.]
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He won't mess this up. He's determined not to. Let him do one thing right for once in his life, without embarrassing himself first...!
...except i absolutely rolled for this and he got a nat-1 so HAHAHAHAHA. He manages not to fuck up for maybe two beats, before stepping right on Anya's foot. Almost instinctively, he lets her go so he can step back and away, an apology on his lips, and trips over his own feet... hello ground, his old friend— ]
Ow!
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But Anya is wincing briefly at the pressure on her foot - at least it's not like she's not used to it. It's dance, you step on people a lot, kick them a lot, it happens. But then the untangling happens - or well, it tries to happen. Tsukasa lets go of her but she didn't quite anticipate that, leaving her still holding onto him when he tries to step back and she tries to keep him standing, she does.
This goes poorly when she can't quite keep her footing and ends up tumbling right along with him
Oof.]
Ah - Tsukasa? Хорошо? Are you okay?
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