Closed Fall Meetings (Sira)

[Drusilla]

"Jumping around and flailing about is more than I ever do. I'm always the one standing in the corner away from it all..." She admitted with a soft laugh. Drusilla raised an eyebrow, "Special occasions? What qualifies as a special occasion? I know weddings aren't customary here..." Special occasions... the only relevant one she could think of was bonding with an eagle, which to the Inarta was kind of like a wedding in a way. But beyond that the Symenestra had no idea what or when these dances were used or what they looked like. Although she could always find a book or two on them she was sure. Drusilla grinned to herself at Sira's sighs. She seemed plenty happy and relaxed now a complete turn around from how she had been when they first had arrived. What demons had Sira faced here in the dark dreaming chambers? One could only guess, as she was an Endal and they faced the worst of whatever was thrown at Wind Reach... And there had been a lot of shyke thrown at them in the past years. Plus the goings on with Sira's family. Poor gal just needed to relax and forget, even if it was just a temporary fix. Like a massage and a soak. It was still something, better than nothing. While Drusilla could of led Sira to the baths, she was secretly glad there was a guide. The massage seemed to have left Sira in a strange almost sleepwalking state. Awake, yet not really aware of anything. She would of laughed if not so surprised at Sira's state as the guide kept her from running into anything. Once the two were settled in the baths, Drusilla did the opposite of Sira's actions and piled her hair on top of her head with the help of a towel. She wasn't going to get her hair wet, not when she lacked the time or items needed for her to properly wash her long white hair. Perhaps that was the one thing about her she was picky about, her hair. Looking back over to Sira, it looked like the woman was to fall asleep any tick. She'd have to wake her if she did doze off. Drusilla shrugged, "You're an Endal, I assume if you wanted a house call he'd have to go. I try and come here maybe three times a season... We could always meet up and see if any of the other girls want to come like Khara or Azira and make a day of it." She smirked, "Maybe you should just go home and sleep. The Weather is always open we can always go another time." Sira had been on duty when they met up, her day had already been full already. The last thing Drusilla wanted to do was have the Endal overdo herself.

[Sira]

"Special occasions? Oh, holidays and stuff like that. Some people throw parties for one reason or another and might request specific dances. I don't know. Like I said, I don't really know how to do any of them."

Sira was busy relaxing comfortably, leaning back and sinking down into the water as deep as possible while still being able to hear what was going on. Something about being an Endal, inviting the other girls. Sira wouldn't mind that at all, she thought vaguely to herself. It was hard to pay attention, honestly, she was too relaxed. As soon as Drusilla said the word sleep Sira sat up with a jolt, splashing a passing Dek carrying some towels and probably Drusilla as well.

"What!? No! This is the most fun I've had in seasons. We're going to the Inclement Weather and we're going to dance our feathers off and I'm going to show you how to get out of that corner."

Sira plopped back down, again splashing a bit of water out of the tub. She actually was a bit sleepy, but Sira was stubborn, and she wasn't about to let a fun day end in sleep. Especially considering the fact that it had been some time since she had any real fun. Sure, hunting could be fun, but that was different. It wasn't fun, fun. It was.. well, it wasn't the same.

"I doubt I'll be getting any sleep tonight anyway. I'm feeling too good for that, it would be a waste. So, are we supposed to stay in here? I'm ready to dance."

[Drusilla]

As Sira sprang to life suddenly Drusilla herself almost bolted from the baths. She gave the dek a sympathetic look after realizing all was okay with Sira. Drusilla gave a sigh and shook her head at what had just happened. She had been ready to scurry up to the ceiling. Feathers? Drusilla smiled and gave a laugh, "Okay! Okay! We'll go dance! But I warn you the corners are very tempting to me..." She shrugged to Sira, "If you're ready we can get going. We don't have to stay for any certain amount of time." The Symenestra got to her feet and climbed out of the bath. She held out a hand offering to help Sira out of the bath and to her feet. "Here, it can be a little slippery." Drusilla took it upon herself to lead Sira back to their clothes. As she dressed Drusilla couldn't help be feel nervous. Dancing was not something she ever did, okay maybe when she was alone and in a goofy mood. But this was completely different than any of that. She just had to continue to tell herself to be brave and not worry. Plus, she did want to learn to dance...

[Sira]

Sira allowed Dru to help her over to their clothes, though she didn't really need any help. She wasn't that sleepy. Still, she didn't complain, and pulled on her clothes quickly. It had been a long time since she visited the Weather, and having a companion go there with her would be nice. She didn't want to risk getting intoxicated and.. well, having a repeat of what happened the last time. Granted it wasn't alcohol that did it to her, and she wasn't going to be accepting any drinks from strangers, but still, better to have someone there to watch her back.

"It's been a long time since I've been to the Inclement Weather. Last time I was there.. well, lets just make sure we have fun."

Once they were dressed it was Sira's turn to lead Drusilla around. Though it had been some time since she visited the Weather, she remembered the way well. It was a bit of a walk from where they were, however. The Inclement Weather was deep in the mountain, below everything else, so as not to disturb the rest of the city with the constant drumming and dancing.

"I used to visit the Weather all the time. It will be good to go back there. Gotta face it eventually."

Sira wasn't so much talking to Drusilla as she was talking to herself, thinking out loud. She was nervous, her earlier excitement having been worn out. She was no longer banned from the Weather, that had been lifted a long time ago, but that didn't mean she wasn't nervous. Sira had, however, been confronting her past mistakes. It seemed as good a time as any to do so. She could hear the drum beat below them, they weren't far now, and took a deep breath, a grin creeping across her face, only half forced.

"Ready to dance?"

OOCSorry for taking so long to respond to this. Been busy with the V thing, and then I forgot it was my turn..

[Drusilla]

"Umm sure... What should I do?" Just move your body Azo!As they made their way inside Drusilla looked around, most danced however they pleased. Symenestra were known for graceful movements. You can do this! Just move! Why was she suddenly so shy? She tapped her foot. Just find the beat and move.Drusilla began to move her hips to the beat and slowly, so very slowly the Symenestra began to dance. Her movements were fluid and graceful. The cheit was somehow able to allow herself to dance... badly. But this was the first time she had tried to dance. Drusilla looked to Sira to see what she thought on the matter. Drusilla was guessing it was all in the hips. She hoped this skill of dancing was trainable. She began to try and dance again a little bit better. the spider just needed to leg go and not worry. But that was hard being a strange person. She hoped that she would just kinda fall into place. Watching the others dance would help, studying always helped. But, this time she had a teacher. A very sensual teacher, who may even be the sexiest woman in Wind Reach. Yes, she would succeed in this dancing. Maybe Sira could teach her how to be more like her. She could always ask the Endal. Sira might help her be more....Sexy? Was that the word? Well, whatever the word was she wanted to be more of it.

[Sira]

"Whatever you want to," Sira responded, watching as the Symenestra began to move. Sira started to sway slightly, listening to the beat of the drums and the quieter sound of the instruments that were also playing. "This music is easy to dance to. You can do anything, and just move to the beat."

"You can hop up and down," and Sira started to bounce around, hopping in time with the beat for a moment, "Or you can spin until you get dizzy," and she did a few twirls. "You can shake your hips, or tap your feet, or throw your hands up like this."

Sira suddenly moved close to Drusilla, very close, her body touching hers and she place her hands on the Symenestra's hips, guiding the woman's movements as they both moved together in time with the rhythm of the beating drums. Sira closed her eyes, letting the music fill her for a moment, before speaking, "You can dance close like this," and then she smiled and opened her eyes, stepping back and starting to hop again, still keeping her hands on Dru's hips encouraging the Symenestra to hop with her.

"Or you can do it all together. Whatever is fun. Whatever feels good."

Sira circled around behind the woman, her hands never leaving Dru's sides, and continued to hop, sway, and move with the beat, until she came full circle, a full grin on her face. "And if you're feeling a little shy, a nice strong drink can help with that. Do you want one?"

Sira didn't need one herself. She had little to no inhibitions when it came to enjoying herself. Adding alcohol only made her wilder, though usually in a good way, and if Dru didn't want to drink she wouldn't push it. Not this time, anyway.. or at least not yet. They had only just gotten there, afterall. No need to rush things.

[Drusilla]

With Sira's hands on her waist Drusilla was prodded into bouncing along with the Endal. She was unsure of this sudden closeness with Sira. People didn't get close to the Symenestra. What was she supposed to do when someone was this close? While the dance floor was tightly packed, Drusilla and the Endal were skirting the outside of the people, but still Sira was close. And it was confusing... Drusilla smiled, "I'm always a bit shy around crowds. Perhaps I'll have a drink a little later, I'd like to just adjust to my surroundings right now. I rarely come here, so it's still pretty new to me." She paused watching the people dance, trying to find where she fit. Her arms felt overly long and useless again, something had to be done with them. While she wouldn't be 'throwing' her hands up... Moving them didn't seem like a bad idea though. But not above her head, that would make them feel too long again. But slowly she began to move them in wave-like motions around her. It seemed to fit. Good. Okay now figure out the rest. She tried to feel the beat and began to sway and move her hips to the music. It was getting easier she had to admit. There you go! You're doing fine! Now for her feet, they needed to move too. She took a step this way then that way, back and forth. She could do this, yes, she had this. Drusilla tried to summon up all her Symenestra flexibility to make her movements more fluid and moving.

[Sira]

At first Sira moved with Dru as the Symenestra began to dance, but when the woman seemed to be getting more into things Sira backed off a bit, a smile spreading across her lips. Drusilla was quite the attractive creature, and her movements only made her more alluring, and again Sira wondered what it might be like to feel that soft velvety skin against her own. Before things started to get awkward Sira started moving again, mimicking some of Dru's movements and throwing in some of her own.

"You're not bad at this. Just let the music take you. You can just feel what is right. When we go into the crowd it will be more intense, because everybody will be moving with us, but we can stay here until you're ready."

Sira's movements were graceful as well, but they were the grace of an agile warrior, not the natural grace of the Symenestra. Some of her movements even mimicked the sword forms she might use during a practice session, though not as jarring as a spar. At times she did her own thing, and at times she tried to mimic what Dru was doing. If the woman allowed it, she moved in close, but never stayed for long. That was part of the tease of the dance, afterall, though she had no idea if Dru was responding to Sira's closeness the way an Inarta might.

"If you get tired of dancing, we can go to one of the alcoves and see if a musician will play us a private song or something. Or we can head to the bar for a drink, or both."

Sira didn't mention the other things that went on in some of the private alcoves. She doubted Drusilla would want to be introduced to the seedier part of the Inclement Weather, the drugs that were often distributed in the darker alcoves. Nor did she think the Symenestra was interested in the more sensual things that went on inside some of the hideaways. But she could find a tame one for them if that's where they ended up going.