Waystation Mingle Log!

[twocomplex]

Who: GAME-WIDE MINGLE aka everyone
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.

[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.

Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]

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[catamite]

[Nel simply absorbs even the little signs and gestures, drinking up the attention. but he rolls with it well despite his eagerness, holding himself with more poise than it maybe seems like he should have, judging by his looks.

he's still a slightly scummy creature, but his smile is perfect.]

Mm! Do you have any suggestions?

[politely deflecting back to his new friend.]

[twocomplex]

A few.

[With a glint in his eyes, he extends a hand for Nel to take if he'd like. It's offered elegantly, like one would to a partner at a ball, fingers uncurling slowly before him as he steps backwards.

This is promising, but he's not so classless as to ask for sex bluntly. It's more fun to tease up to it.]

I've already eaten, and the sights of the waystation are almost overwhelming at this point, don't you think? I'd quite like a nice corner where we can relax.

[He eyes Nel a little more directly, his smile widening as he turns his steps backwards into playful little hops. He's heading out the exit now.]

If I'm lucky, perhaps we can dance.

[catamite]

[and Nel follows, obedient, with a demure grin lighting up his face. Though he might be playing up the bashfulness for charm's sake, falling into a fitting role with Oren offering his hand like that, the smile is a genuine one.

especially when Oren mentions one of Nel's favorite words in the world--whatever the meaning behind it.]

I love dancing.

[twocomplex]

Do you?

[Oren loves all types of dancing. Innuendo or no... So there's no wrong way this could end up, but the bashfulness is promising. Encouragement.]

Then it is not by coincidence that we've met, but fate! [He laughs, recognizing his own corniness as he leads Nel along. He's poked around enough where he knows a nice spot, he thinks.] And what sort of dancing is your favorite?

[catamite]

[and if he'd asked him about pretty much any other topic in the world, Nel would have had to make it up or avoid the question entirely, because recognizing his own opinions and preferences has never been something he's been good at.

this, though...]

I like... [and he sways a little on his feet, as if he's hearing music in his ears as he thinks back and deliberates.]

When it's fast. Full of energy, you know. When everybody's all-- [and here, instead of trying to describe it, he just puts up his free arm a little and bops in place to help explain, as they walk along. just enough to try and be cute about it, showing that he's good at moving his hips.]

[twocomplex]

[It's cute. Cute. And he's not about to shy away from it. He laughs as they move along, shifting with a little hop to fall into step with Nel. His own free arm raises slowly to join Nel's, and he imitates his little dance himself. He's not alone in those nice hip movements, now.]

Like this?

[There's a little area off to the side just ahead that he spots and takes advantage of. Guiding Nel there now in a half dance, he ups the movements, throwing in steps and flare from home. Upbeat dancing that he thinks Nel will like-- all leading up to one nice move. He steps back so that his arm slips out of grip, does half a turn and reaches his hand out to take Nel's raised one, spinning him closer.

A bit of slow mixed with a bit of fast, and now they're close and Oren is grinning down at him, searching out his eyes.]

And what about that?

[catamite]

[and oh how he loves the extra bit of flair and effort that he rarely ever gets. it's not much, but it's still enough to make him already feel a little spoiled. how lucky he is that this fine, charming man is choosing to lavish him with so much attention, right?

though he keeps up that almost demure air about him, he isn't actually shy in the least. he's peering up and meeting Oren's eyes too directly for the bashfulness he's wearing to be genuine.

it's all an act--they've chosen their roles.]

...I like that too.