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the best things happen while you're dancing [OPEN]

Date & Time: 8/15, ~allll niiight loooong~
Location: a dance club on happy hardcore night! ~~it's a thing because i say it is.~~
Characters: Mahdi (

moralperil) & YOU!
Summary: Mahdi wants to celebrate his year in Exsilium by dancing the night away. He invited lots of people, but feel free to just run into him!
Warnings: There will be dancing in close quarters.

[It's sweaty and loud and full of bright, flashing lights and Mahdi is so excited. He's smiling like crazy from the moment he gets in, pulling off his yellow raincoat.

He's wearing a close-fitting black tank top - something he considers to be almost embarrassingly revealing, but he knows it'll get hot - a purple hip scarf with fringe that hangs off one hip, and soft, black pant with his red sneakers beneath (simply the most sensible choice!). He's wearing his mass of black hair back in a tight bun in an attempt to keep it off his neck in the sweaty heat. To 'fancy' things up, he painted his nails purple and is wearing a little lip-gloss. In other words, he's feeling quite pretty tonight. ♥ As soon as he hears the music, he's moving unconsciously in tune with it.]

Scenarios:

A. Coat Check

[Mahdi is waiting near the coat check with his jacket under his arm. He's a little hesitant to go into the club by himself without an 'escort', wanting to be sure someone bigger and stronger than he is will be nearby in case there's some kind of trouble. For now, he's happy just bouncing along with the beat he can hear.]

B. On the Floor

[Mahdi immediately finds a spot on the floor to make his own, dragging any friend nearby he can find out with him. He seems able to spin without getting dizzy, making elaborate movements with his hands. But... he might run into you accidentally! Oops!]

C. At the Bar

[Even the most enthusiastic dancers need to take a bit of a break! Mahdi is cooling off with his water bottle... and a vodka cran. The bar is on a balcony area, looking over the crowd, and Mahdi watches the DJ and the dancers with a look of strange contentment.]

D. The Women's Restroom

[Among the things on Earth Mahdi still hasn't bothered to 'get right' - gender-segregation and restrooms. He's in the women's restroom because, as a slightly-built person, he simply feel's safer. He carefully reapplies his lip gloss in the mirror, and fusses with his hair, which is starting to come out of its bun.]

Ahh, they're playing such good music tonight, aren't they?!

E. CHOOSE YOUR OWN!

[If you'd like to think of your own scenario, or if Mahdi offered your character a dance lesson, please feel free to start your own thread to that effect! Mahdi will be spending time all over the club tonight!]

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He tries his best not to look entirely serious, but the way Drift shadows Mahdi around like some kind of anachronistic bodyguard in his silly almost-cliche samurai getup- well. He leaves much to be desired socially.

He's the type to usually keep to himself (when it suits him).

Drift even tries to follow him into the women's restroom, having a very weak grasp on the whole gender thing to begin with.

"I told you, I don't need you to guard me in the restroom!" Mahdi chides Drift gently, before going in to fuss with his hair and do his business and so on. He's unaware how narrowly they might have avoided an incident. The moment he's out of the bathroom, he's swinging his hips, his hands flowing in abstract shapes above his head.

"Isn't it about time I taught you how to dance yourself?"

[The clubs here remind her a little bit of home, which she shouldn't be missing all that much, but it is what it is. Halfpipe ends up at the coat check in her usual fare, scraps of dark leather and a too-big overcoat draped over her shoulders, but smiling.]

Hey, Mahdi.

Hey Halfpipe! [Mahdi gives her an impressed look.] You look like you were born to go dancing!

Drift looks downright grim for such a setting, hands tucked into his slightly inaccurate yukata, he peers around at the dance floor.

"Mmm... I uhm. Do I have to do that?" He makes a vague gesture, something like what Mahdi is ding but with far less zeal.

"This seems silly."

"Well, no, not that. You look like you're swatting a fly!" Mahdi laughs. "Move to the music, first. Can you hear the beat. Just step from foot to foot to the beat to start out with, okay?" He demonstrates, though he does a little hip cant with each step, making the scarf at his hip flutter.

Edited 2013-08-23 19:37 (UTC)

[Koltira has pretty much no interest in dancing, and especially none in club dancing -- what are these people even doing, anyway? They look like they're trying to attack each other. He stares at the scene from behind his shades, his mouth turned down in distaste. But this is what Mahdi wants, so he's going to deal with it.]

Evening.

[He offers his arm.]

Let's go.

Koltira, you came! [Did Mahdi just do a little jump for joy?] Just a second, okay, I need to check my coat.

[Mahdi checks his coat with a speed unknown to the mortal plane, and is more than happy to take Koltira's arm.]

...Can you see at all with those on?

[After following the directions Mahdi had given him with only minimal incident (It's not his sense of direction, it's the awful machine that he still hasn't entirely acclimated to. That is what he tells himself), some things make themselves obvious to Chrono in very short order.

First, that this is no type of music he's ever heard before. Second, from the minimal dancing he can see through the doorway, this is no dancing he's ever seen before. Third, despite being a demon living in a monastery full of demon-exterminators, he has never felt as utterly out-of-place as he does at this very moment.

Spotting Mahdi is a relief in a sea full of complete unfamiliarity and uncertainty, so he makes a beeline for him.]

—Mahdi! [Tries not. To sound too relieved, and doesn't entirely succeed.] Good evening...

Sometimes I feel like that, too. Did you just get here?

Yeah, not too long ago! Here, give me your coat and I'll check 'em.

There's a hint of indignance on his face, but he accepts the instruction, trying his best to follow. Oddly enough, he catches on rather quickly despite his reluctance.

Go figure, he is a swordsman... mech. Whatever.

"Mmm... this isn't so bad."

Hey Chrono! [Mahdi smiles brightly, waving as the demon comes nearer.] I'm so glad you could come!

--A-are you okay? You look a little... [Don't be rude, Mahdi.] Nervous-ish.

"See! It's fun! Now try something with your arms. You don't have to do what I'm doing, just move them in a way that feels natural, to the beat you're already moving your feet." Of course, Mahdi makes it look very simple. He's in his element, moving like water.

Alright.

[She shrugs out of it and surrenders the dark article, ignoring any whistles that may or may not have happened.]

Thanks~

[He follows the beckoning and flicks a suitably nervous glance in the direction of the dance floor.]

I'm fine! It's just, ah...

I've never seen [-or heard-] anything remotely like this before.

It still feels silly. It's so far removed from what a cybertronian might call a 'dance' that he just feels downright goofy. But everyone else doesn't seem to care so he turns into an awkwardly graceful mess. It's the only way to describe it. He has fluid motion, but what the hell is he even doing?

[It's probably good that Mahdi misses any wolf-whistles and catcalls, or the night might be cut short by a very short interdimensional being picking fights with people for the disrespect. He takes Halfpipe's arm as they head into the club, definitely appreciating her height.]

But seriously, you look awesome! I'm so glad you came along!

[Inside the club is a bright crush of dancing people.]

Should we try to find a spot close to the speakers, or maybe up on the balcony?

Isn't it amazing? [Mahdi actually bounces for joy.] Here, give me your coat and I'll check it, then we can go in, 'kay?

"That's it! You're doing it!" Mahdi claps, and spins around Drift. "Now you have to just relax a little more and you'd actually be having fun!"

[He pulls the coat off obligingly, scattering raindrops, and hands it off to Mahdi. He has a small truckload of doubts, but it's also very hard to say no in the face of such... well... jubilance.]

This is the kind of dancing you did at home?

I think the speakers would blow my ears out. Balcony.

[So she'll be changing direction and heading there.]

[Mahdi follows, already dancing along a bit to the music. He stops to tell several people how much he loves their glo-sticks/outfits/hair, and seems to leave them smiling when he's done. When they're finally on the balcony:]

How's this?

Yeah, it's kind of like this! It's more organized, though, and people would be making colors and stuff.

[Mahdi says as if that makes sense.]

I just love the way the beat feels throughout your body! The way you're swept up, part of something bigger. Back home, that was the power of the Charter. But here... it's whatever you want it to be! It's your own heartbeat!

[Mahdi checks their coats, putting his arm around Chrono's once he's stepped out of line.]

Let's go somewhere away from the main crowd, okay? So you can get used to it.

[Half of what Mahdi tells him fails to register (making colors? Charter?), not the least of which because he's never danced in his life. It's why he's a befuddling mixture of perplexed, flustered and uncertain as he lets Mahdi guide him, but there's no sense in not trying it out.

As they pass into the main dance area, he cranes his head about with the obvious shock of someone from 1924. This is nothing like jazz.]

—Where is the music coming from? There's no band...

This works!

[At which points she joins him in dancing along, a grin on her face as her hips move.]

You seem to be in a pretty good mood.

He's starting to feel a little bit like Ultra Magnus these days, struggling to find enjoyment. Fortunately movement is something he finds he does usually enjoy, and this is no exception.

"I think I'm having fun... uh. You're really good at this, do you do this all the time?"

How could I be in a bad mood with music like this?

[Mahdi twirls.]

In spite of being trapped here for a year... in spite of not being able to go home... good things keep happening!

And now I get to dance!

It's coming from those stereos! See that person up there with the headphones! They're controlling the way the music plays, they're called a DJ!

[Mahdi because doing a simple dance to the beat of the song, swaying his hips, his hands above his head.]

I used to go now and then with my sister!

[He weaves a spinning circle around Drift.] It's been years, though. You're really sweet to say I'm any good.

[She laughs.]

Way to keep your chin up, I guess.

I was raised to believe my life is a gift! It's not only a good idea to celebrate and be grateful, it's an obligation!

[Gently, Mahdi takes her hands, leading her to twist and weave with him if she'll allow it.]

[She'll oblige happily, grinning wider and spinning easily despite her ridiculous heels.]

Life is a gift. That's Exsilium's birthday present to you.

Oh, well I think you are, really.

[ He's definitely dancing circles around Drift who smiles, bewildered but cautiously having fun. ]

Is your sister here?

No. [Mahdi pauses for a second, just freezes, his hands bent over his head like branches of a tree in a strong wind, before finally letting them down.] I hadn't seen her in a long time, even before I came here, and it's been a whole year since then.

[Mahdi approaches Drift, like he might touch his clothes to smooth them or something, then suddenly isn't sure if he can, so he sort of puts his hands at his sides, sadly, and does a little spin, speaking over his shoulder.]

She wanted to take me out dancing when I saw her last, and I told her I wasn't in the mood. We argued, she said I should go out and have fun more. I guess it took me this long to agree she might be right.

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the best things happen while you're dancing [OPEN]

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ack spotted a typo

A and omfg sorry this is so late T_T

i'd wait forever for you~

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Whew sorry about my total slowness

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haha spoilers i am also slow

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