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A Night to Relax (Kian)

Postby Syveris on October 13th, 2013, 8:50 pm

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62nd of Fall, 513 AV

The Avora was anxious, like always. Her previous experience in the Inclement Weather hadn't been exactly enjoyable, but she supposed it was her own fault. After all, it was her who drank too much. Now, as she was making her way through the Inner Warrens, she kept swearing she would not make the same mistake again. Maybe a drink or two, but no more than that.

Syveris was looking forward to the night, to just clear her head and not think about the things Wind Reach was going through. She knew they were important and not supposed to be ignored, but right now she only wanted to relax.

When Syveris reached the entrance, she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. The Avora wanted to step in the place with a calm mind, wanted to only enjoy herself, with no worries. And she was sure she wouldn't achieve that if she got in already trying to guess how the night would be. So the Avora stayed a while on the entrance, watching the people go inside, laughing and talking. Finally, when she had calmed herself enough, Syveris smoothed her white bryda. She was wearing the clothes that Azira had chosen for her, and they were quite comfortable. The white vinati was tied around her neck, and she had to admit the golden patterns were pretty, although she still wasn't so sure they fitted her.

With a last deep breath, Syveris entered the room. The ambiance transmitted the same feelings to her as she entered there the last time - a place for fun and absolutely no worries. The room glowed with the lights, and a lively music came from the musicians' alcoves. In the center, shadowed from the lights, were the dancing floor. Syveris hadn't even approached it last time, but now, it was there she had to go, and away from the bars.

She approached the dancing space, unsure she wanted to go in. The Avora wasn't one for dancing, and she seldom did so, although she enjoyed it when she did. Her eyes met with another girl's, who seemed to be dancing with a male friend, judging by the way their bodies were kept separated enough for them not to be flirting, but close enough so it looked like they were dancing together. The girl laughed out loud, and Syveris noticed she was clearly drunk. She waved her hand, calling the Avora. Syveris smiled, amused, and joined them.

"What's the fun in looking?' the girl spoke, her voice loud. "Just dance!" with another amused smile at the girl's sloppy voice, Syveris nodded in acknowledgment to the boy, and started to shake her hips accompanying the rhythm of the song, her arms going up slowly. "See?" the girl laughed, and threw her arms around the boy's neck. "Much more fun."

Syveris couldn't deny that. Ignoring the now hugging Inartans, she closed her eyes, smiling and listening to the song. She kept shaking her hips, passing both of her hands on her hair and down her neck. She bent her knees, moving her hips just a little slower, but more sharply. She smiled, her mind on the music, her body moving on its own. Relaxing.


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A Night to Relax (Kian)

Postby Kian on October 30th, 2013, 12:14 pm

The young male Inarta tried to clear his thoughts. A lot had happened over the season and it appeared Wind Reach was going to be in for a very bad winter. He ran his fingers through his short red hair and let out an audible sigh. He had walked about the inner tunnels of Mt. Skyinarta for more than just a few ticks trying to shake the dread and worry but to no avail.

For some reason, his feet had carried him towards Inclement Weather. He could hear the beat of the music cascade through the stone in the corridor walls. The rhythmic sound soothed and massaged his doubts, the music helped him to relax a bit. Kian, looked to the entrance to the social gathering place for a long moment. There was, what looked like to him, a large crowd in the place. He was one of the few Inarta, he believed, that did not visit the iconic place very often. He had no reason to.

The music beckoned to him and he still moved towards the entrance. After crossing the threshold, he wish he had not. The Chiet looked down at his own wardrobe and realized he was still dressed in his every day attire. He was about to back out the door and then that is when he noticed her. She was debating to enter the dance floor, he could tell by the way she wavered.

That was not what really caught his attention. It was her raw beauty that signaled her out. Her untamed red hair, the color of which nature seemed to kiss the autumn trees with, framed her sweet ivory face. Her eyes burned with a golden fire that seemed to be the essence of her soul. Kian shook his head and puffed out his upper lip while he exhaled. You are acting like a kid gawking at the great eagles, he thought to himself. And that is why you do not come here.

Other Inartas brushed past him while he gathered his senses. The woman now had moved out to the dance floor and was dancing closer to other nightly inhabitants of Inclement Weather. Now it was Chiet's turn to be caught with indecision. Dancing was not his forte and he was not sure what the social protocol was. Then that was when he noticed the Inarta couple move just a little bit away from the woman.

The young,red-haired Inarta male's feet took action for him and they propelled him forward. Next thing he knew he was standing next to her and he was in luck she had closed her eyes not noticing his immediate presence. He had time to retreat if he wished, but he did not. No, instead he found himself dancing or at least attempting to. Kian swayed back and forth with the rhythm of the music and his thirsty eyes drank in her movements. Not to embarrass himself he closed his own eyes and succumbed to the music.
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A Night to Relax (Kian)

Postby Syveris on October 31st, 2013, 1:19 pm

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The loud music beamed in her ears, filling her body and sending her into a drunken state. It felt like there was no world outside the Inclement Weather, and the relaxing feeling was something new to the woman. She had danced before, of course, but never in the Inclement. Nothing like the excitement of climbing, or the calmness of glasswork. Instead, it was something in the between, something that emptied her mind and her body, something she could not focus on and still enjoy.

When she opened her eyes, Syveris saw another Inarta, looking at her. She blushed slightly, not recognizing the emotion behind the others eyes. Luckily, he didn't seem to notice that she had saw him, and closed his eyes. The Avora wondered why she had been bothered at all. It wasn't a strange thing at all, people looking at each other. Shaking her head, Syveris tried to focus once more on the music.

However, her eyes searched for the man again, wondering if she should dance with him. He had been looking at her, so maybe he wouldn't mind, and company was always better than being alone. The Avora wasn't sure how she should approach him, but she shook her head once more. She had come to the Inclement Weather to enjoy herself, not to think. The worst that could happen was the man shoving her away.

Decided, Syveris took a deep breath and reached out, touching the Inarta's shoulder. She waited until he opened his eyes and then she smiled. Maybe the other would see it only as a greeting, but to her it was as if she was asking for permission. She didn't like it, so she just focused on the music once more, taking a small step towards the man, their bodies almost touching now. Slightly increasing the pressure on his shoulder, Syveris started to shake her hips again, following the music, not looking at the man's face.

Just dance.


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