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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 9, 2010 16:04:35 GMT -5
Kairi made her way inside the Allure of Darkness, still holding Dante's hand, and made her way to the bar, settling herself onto a stool.
She, reluctantly, let go of Dante's hand and watched the people moving in beat to the music. "Sometimes, I come here just to watch people. It's a lot more interesting than you think."
She held her large grin, and leaned closer to Dante, motioning above the stage, where tables were set up. It wasn't VIP or anything, but just for those who liked to be upstairs, and able to relax more......Or make out, as two teens, who looked to be about 15, were proving.
Dramatically, Kairi whispered "Young love!", placing a hand over heart for emphasis.
She blinked up at the section above the Club, before taking Dante's hand, and pulling him towards a staircase to the far right, which led to the tables above the Club, and the door that led to the VIP section.
She pulled him towards a table that overlooked most of the Club, and sat down, smiling as she looked at all the people. "We have all night to dance. Why don't we talk for a while?"
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Post by Dante Kimura on Jan 9, 2010 16:17:26 GMT -5
Dante stepped into the club, and flinched a bit as the loud music pounded aorund them. It was enough that he could feel the floor vibrating, or perhaps that was because of all the dancing bodies.
He followed her gesture, and nodded. Being up there appealed to him quite a bit more than staying down on the dance floor. He followed her, and looked up at the two teens with a mix of amusement and disgust. "How wonderful for them," he said, softly, so that only Kairi could hear. He wasn't one for Public Displays of Affection.
As he was very willing to go with her, she didn't have to pull very hard to get him to follow. He sat down across from her, looking down at the dance floor and then back over at her. "I don't see why not," he agreed.
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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 9, 2010 16:34:13 GMT -5
She grinned, still looking at the people on the floor. "Are your ears sensitive too?" At his look, she grinned wider. "I saw you flinch, when we entered the Club. Don't worry. My ears can only stand certain music and sounds too."
She turned her attention to him, put her elbows on the table, and rested her chin on her hands. "If you don't mind, I'd like to hear more about your Grandmother. We kinda got interrupted by the rain."
Kairi smiled softly at him. "I've got some bad memory, so I can't really remember much about my family at all. So I can't my remember my Grandmother enough to tell you about her!"
It was a joke, but her eyes belied her soft sadness. "Sometimes, it's hard being the last of your family."
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Post by Dante Kimura on Jan 10, 2010 12:38:59 GMT -5
Dante looked surprised. He hadn't realized Kairi had noticed that. "I'm just not particularly used to large amounts of noise." He confessed. "When I said I hadn't been here in a long time, I really meant that I've never been here." He gave her a nervous smile. It hadn't been a lie per se, just not the whole truth.
He was surprised again when she asked about his grandmother. "I suppose we did," he agreed. He shook his head as she described having memory loss.
"I cannot imagine being the last of my family, though I suppose that it is very common here," he said. "It seems that most have lost at least one family member to the clan wars. My family has been very lucky." He said, and he knew how true it was.
"As for my grandmother...she was very warm and kind, at least to me, though she had her fair share of prejudices." He said "She never liked my father very much, and she never let my mother forget it." The memory brought a slight smile to his face. "And she was very adamant that my parents ensure that I was in no clan but Kuma. That allegiance...runs in my family, so to speak."
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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 10, 2010 12:48:40 GMT -5
Kairi nodded her head. "Yes, my ears can be sensitive too. But don't worry, they play all kinds of music here, even some slow songs."
She laughed. "Well, then I'm glad you were here for your first time with me." Her smile faded slightly. "And if you don't like it here, I won't mind if you want to leave. There are plenty of other places we can go."
Kairi smiled softly, placing her clasped hands in her lap. "It's very hard, but I'm glad you've been lucky enough not to go through what I did. I'm not sure how I made it through myself, but well, here I am."
Kairi looked on and giggled. "So, she never liked your Father huh?" Giggling again, Kairi looked down to her lap.
She glanced up with her eyes shyly. "Does it bother you that I'm in a different Clan? I like Ookami, and I really don't begrudge anyone, in any Clan."
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Post by Dante Kimura on Jan 10, 2010 13:10:33 GMT -5
Dante smiled slightly. "I would like nothing better than to spend the evening here with you," he said. "I have been meaning to visit for a while, and this is a better opportunity than coming with a group of boys from my clan." There was a hint of derisiveness in his tone as he said that. He didn't particularly like most males around his own age. They seemed to have very few things on their minds beyond dueling, drinking, and women.
"I'm not sure I could have gone through what you did," he told her. "You are a very strong person to be able to survive it. I admire you for that," he said, and he very honestly meant it.
"No, she really didn't." Dante smiled again. Her next words made him shake his head. "If I minded, I wouldn't still be here, now would I?" He asked, clearly amused. "My parents were much less...fanatical than my grandparents, and I am more influenced by my parents."
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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 10, 2010 13:18:14 GMT -5
Kairi giggled aloud. "Fanatical? Wow. Insulting the dead are we?" She made a 'tsk tsk' sound and waved a finger at him.
Kairi's eyebrows had raised considerable high, with the tone of his voice, but she caught the drift and giggled again. "A man is still a man, no matter where you go." She winked at him. "That excludes you. You are not like most of the male population I've, unfortunately, encountered before."
Though she was smiling, and giggling, happy, a slight pink dusted her cheeks. "And thank you, for staying here. I'm also very glad your enjoying this."
And then she giggled, muffling the sound with a hand over her mouth. "Me, strong? Have you seen how many times I fall? At least 10 times a day!" She blushed, and moved a strand of hair behind her ear. "But I'm glad you think that way about me."
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Post by Dante Kimura on Jan 10, 2010 14:05:41 GMT -5
Dante shrugged. "It isn't an insult if it's true," he said. "And my grandmother was proud of her devotion to her clan. I think she would have been equally proud to see me drafted into Kuma. Unfortunately, that happened three years after she died."
He laughed with her as she expressed her opinion of men. "Yes, well, I do try," he said, giving her a smile. "I feel that one will always get farther by being respectful." He continued. "And I am enjoying this very much, though mostly it is your company I like," he said. They were close enough that even with the...interesting lighting of the club he could see that tinge of pink on her cheeks.
"There is a difference between physical strength and emotional strength," Dante told her, "though clearly you have a fair amount of both." He had been itching to brush away that piece of hair, but she did it before he could. It would have been a lovely excuse to touch her.
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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 10, 2010 14:19:08 GMT -5
"Oh! and earlier, you mentioned, something about cutting your hair....." Kairi smiled widely and motioned to his hair. "I rather like it the way it is."
Smiling, Kairi lifted her head back and stared at the ceiling for a moment. "I think your Grandmother would have been proud of you even if you'd chosen another Clan. She may have been sore, but I think she would have still been proud."
Turning back to look at him, Kairi blushed and looked away. "At least, I think she would have."
Kairi blushed deeper, hearing his comment about her company. "Well, you do get farther being respectful, but you can also get just as far with flattery."
She couldn't help but smile at that one. "Which, by the way, you do quite well. I like talking to you."
Blinking, Kairi turned her head back to look at Dante, though the blush was still present. But the turning of her head caused her black hair to cover her face again. She glared angrily at her hair, but glad he couldn't see her blush. "Stupid hair."
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Post by Dante Kimura on Jan 10, 2010 15:05:58 GMT -5
Dante wasn't quite sure how to respond to that. After a moment, he selected something neutral. "Perhaps I'll grow it a bit longer so I can wear it in a ponytail," he said offhand.
What she said aobut his grandmother surprised him a bit, but he had to agree. "I hope she would," he said. Then, he shrugged. "Though it is something of a moot point, as I was placed in Kuma."
He laughed at her response to his comment about respect. "Yes, well, I do try my best...not that I have many opportunities to flatter someone who so deserves it," he said. He could see her blush before she turned away, and when she turend back, her hair was in her face again. He reached out, and brushed it away. "A shame that your hair should hide such a lovely face," he explained, tucking it behind her ear.
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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 10, 2010 15:26:45 GMT -5
She blushed a deep, deep red. "I don't know what to say that, but I guess I should start with thank you."
Turning her head to the left, to look at the people on the dance floor, she said, rather absentmindedly, "Ookuma."
She grinned when her eyes flickered to his and saw a slight question. "Ookuma, mix between Ookami and Kuma."
A lighter tune, than the ones that had played most of the time since Kairi and Dante had arrived, began to play. Most of the people on the dance floor began to pile into booths and at tables, taking a break from the hectic dancing.
Standing, Kairi mockingly bowed to Dante, before taking his hand and pulling a little ways away from their table. She placed his hands gently on her waist, and looped hers around his neck, swaying them to the soft beat of the music.
"We can dance to this. Or at least, I can." she was teasing, her smile turned slightly in at the corners, the signature of her teasing.
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Post by Dante Kimura on Jan 10, 2010 15:43:44 GMT -5
"Always a good place to start when one receives a compliment," Dante replied, his tone completely serious. He watched her absently glance off tot he side, and his eyebrows flicked up at the word she coined. Her explanation made him smile.
"Ookuma," he tried the word. "I like that," he said.
The change in music came as a welcome surprise to Dante. Though it was still loud, it wasn't quite as insistently pounding on the eardrums. When she took his hands and pulled him up, his smile grew quite a bit. Even before she positioned his hands and her, she knew what she was thinking, and once their hands were set, he began to sway with her.
"This is the sort of dancing I prefer," he whispered in her ear, knowing that she was teasing but not minding at all.
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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 10, 2010 15:50:15 GMT -5
She nodded enthusiastically. "Same here. I lived with my Aunt, at one point in my life, in England. I'm pretty sure she taught me all about dancing. Like the Waltz."
Kairi smiled and started to make bigger movements, almost like the Waltz, but with no particular steps in mind. She just moved with Dante in no set pattern, just simply moving to the music.
"I always did like soft music like this." Kairi bit her lip absentmindedly. "And I'm still not sure why I like that old song, 'London Bridges Falling Down'."
She gently hummed the tune as they moved, looking up at Dante with a smile once she had finished. "That song makes me both happy and sad, for both reasons I can't remember."
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Post by Dante Kimura on Jan 10, 2010 18:57:23 GMT -5
He nodded to acknowledge her. "I just...picked it up," he somehow managed to shrug while still staying in time with the dance. There were a few eyes on them, as there weren't many people dancing to the slow song. Not that he minded.
"Soft music is best," he agreed. He followed her, the irony of the lady leading not lost on him. Traditionally, it was the other way around.
"Perhaps something from when you were in England?" He suggested, as a possible solution to her conundrum. Of course, if her memory was faulty, then that might not help at all.
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Post by Kairi Valor on Jan 10, 2010 19:07:12 GMT -5
"I don't know, but then again, what I can remember, it isn't too much." Kairi scrunched up her face. "Maybe I'll never figure it out."
Noticing some people starting to stare, Kairi blushed, and avoided the eyes by burying her face into Dante's chest. "I think I'll let you lead. I think people are starting to wonder why I am."
Kairi stopped their movement, and let him take lead. "I liked England, I remember that much. And I liked dancing, and singing too. Most of it I learned from my Aunt, I know that much."
Kairi smiled and brought her head up to Dante's ear and whispered, "And you are not a bad dancer at all."
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