three. voice & private & spam. glory & gore go hand in hand.

[indispensible]

If there were people who wanted to learn to dance, I know . . . other kinds.

I don't know how to cha-cha. Mark can teach that one once he wakes up. [:|]

[Also, Nathan, you don't get a choice.]

private } stark

[You probably don't get a choice either.]

What are you doing.

private } kelsier

I need to.

We should talk.

spam } marsh

[Vin is currently playing a stimulating game of 'acclimatize myself to Marsh's presence', which manifests in following him around for five-minute bursts at random times of day, whenever he emerges from his sad cocoon. She's not making a particular effort to conceal herself in any way at all. She just knows he won't do it.]

private } arya

I don't know your warden. How is she?

spam } polly

[Now Vin is playing a rousing game of 'follow Polly around to figure out her habits and possibly weaknesses'. Still not making a tremendous effort to hide her presence.]

private } morgana

I saw you in the breach. You smiled more, then. [Slightly bemused by this.]

spam } open

[She probably didn't realize the extent to which she felt trapped, before now. But while she isn't precisely happy, her step is a little lighter, especially with her wolfhound at her side.]

[She spends hours in the CES, once she catches an iteration of it with brightest skies and most sharply defined white clouds. Almost no time on the ground, though - she practices with coins, pleased not to be able to rely on metal in the deck for jumps. It's the work of precision and angles that pleases her.]

[After a few hours of this, she rests at the top of a smallish pine tree, examining its sap, while Clifford sits at the root and whines at her to get down occasionally.]

Comments

[video]

[routemistress]

I'd like that. There's not nearly enough dancing round 'ere.

[voice 5eva]

[indispensible]

You dance?

[And not just flutter around being loud and threatening?]

[video]

[routemistress]

Oooh yes, love. Essential skill sometimes, in my line of work.

[That was a misunderstanding okay.]

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

What does that matter? [She was super tempted to just ignore this, but Morgana's never been very good at just walking away.]

[Private]

[indispensible]

It means that one way or another you don't care anymore. That matters.

[Private]

[youwillgotohell]

To you?

[permutates]

What kinds do you know?

[ She uses video, to force people to see her blue-skinned. And make them react. ]

[indispensible]

[Vin only pauses for a moment. Ivy's skin was green. She wonders what this signifies.]

Only very formal styles. I'm not sure how they compare with the ones you'd know.

[permutates]

I've been learning ballet.

[Private]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

I don't know yet. [And she sounds like she doesn't care because experience says she will just disappear soon.]

He'll just give me another one soon.

[Private]

[indispensible]

You've had too many already.

[She picked this up from the hollering fit you had at the Admiral the other day, Arya.]

I'm going to investigate. [ie, stalk.]

Private

[onlysurvivor]

I'll come find you.

Private

[indispensible]

I'm in the CES.

[moreincommon]

I'm awake again! Sorry, sorry -- unplanned nap, still waking up.

How does tomorrow night sound?

[indispensible]

Oh. Hi.

[She's glad you're back, dude.]

That's not too soon? [You tiny delicate napping creature.]

[megamind]

I like dancing, and know a variety of styles.

[ He can't say he's felt much like it lately, what with everything being full of suck but...]

[indispensible]

Like what?

private

[outofclothes]

What do you want?

private

[indispensible]

[rude]

Come dancing.

spam

[pvtparts]

[Polly ignores Vin for a while - because she's not making much of an effort to hide her stalking and it doesn't really bother Polly all that much to be followed like that - and continues going about her day. But after a while, it's getting a little ridiculous even by Polly's standards.]

You could at least start up a conversation.

spam

[indispensible]

[Vin does not even slightly stop doing what she's doing. Continues walking like it ain't no thang.]

What about?

[myironeyes]

[The first time she draws close, he makes an effort to get out of her way. When it becomes clear in short order that she's doing so deliberately, he simply continues about his errands. She can approach him as much or as little as she likes. He only occasionally burns anything but bronze.]

this is the latest anything i apologize

[indispensible]

[It takes several days before she is - not fully comfortable, she never is, but until she experiences significant enough improvement in her fear response to feel confident approaching him.]

[Which she ends up doing by stepping out in front of him in the hall, arms crossed over her chest and an incredibly severe look on her face.]

I think this is stupid.

video;

[canfindrope]

What do you mean other kinds?

video;

[indispensible]

Formal kinds.