[ normally Yin would flinch back from any touch near what's left of her arm, but she's feeling fairly relaxed. there isn't much of a choice either. ] Okay. On the next measure.
[ and with that one, two, three, she starts to move and urge Vera to follow. she isn't an amazing dancer by any means. not unless there's grinding involved, usually. but for something so completely against her image and style she doesn't do half bad. Yin's earlier confidence wasn't a bluff after all. ]
[She's going to need something a little stronger than weed to get her grinding on anything, but the heiress is surprised at how well Yin is keeping her own.]
First nickname I give you sticks 'til a better one comes 'round. That's how I roll. [ y'know, in case Vera thought she was dealing with anything other than a bit of an asshole. ]
[ now she's laughing. ] True. But only giant blonde palm trees can do this — [ "this" being taking Vera's hand up and holding it high as she directs her into a spin without really having to stretch too far. ]
[ that was a thought, but there's no way she would be able to maintain her balance with that. Vera pulling back caught Yin by surprise and before she knew it she tugged hard on the girl's hand to compensate, pulling the two close and halting the dance itself. ] Whoa, whoa, easy there.
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Fine, fine, it's better if you set the pace anyway.
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[ and with that one, two, three, she starts to move and urge Vera to follow. she isn't an amazing dancer by any means. not unless there's grinding involved, usually. but for something so completely against her image and style she doesn't do half bad. Yin's earlier confidence wasn't a bluff after all. ]
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Wow, you're actually decent.
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[She trails off, glancing down at their feet.]
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[ she manages to work her way back toward a grin. ] One: I don't think he means it as sarcastically as I do.
Two: I ain't your daddy.
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[The hand on Yin's shoulder moves to her hip, giving it a gentle press to correct her now-slanted stance.]
And you're definitely not.
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It makes it easier for my dance partners. They don't have to look so far... down... to see me. [Sigh.]
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[ Yin has the mental image of where Vera would stand if she were barefoot right now. she snickers. ]
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[Because reasons.]
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[She squeals, giggling as she spins with Yin's instruction before snapping back into position, leaning back slightly should her partner like to dip.]
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