I can move mountains, I can work a miracle [OPEN]

[rassera]

WHO: The residents of Nonah 05 + YOU!
WHERE: Nonah, Residence #005
WHEN: All month long (January)
WHAT: Nonah 05 open log for January Shenanigans
WARNINGS: Obligatory Bull and Tetsuo warnings apply.


Starters will be appearing in the comments. If you want something specific from any one person (Kaneda rassera, Tetsuo iamtetsuo, Bull rideme and Ken amadaman), feel free to drop them a line and ask! Otherwise, feel free to add your own starters for the whole household or individual residents as you like.

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[rassera]

[Oh, so it's gonna be like that, is it? He sees right through that pout, hands linking together behind that mass of hair. If it shirked his confidence, he certainly didn't show it as he leans in a little.]

A guy's moves don't do it for ya, huh?

[missleadingquestions]

Well, they haven't yet, anyway.

[That's because no one's tried to seriously court you yet, Maya, shut up. She smirks up at him, trying to keep the upper hand-- but her smile is almost challenging.]

Guess you'll just have to work harder.

[rassera]

[Well if a challenge was what Maya wanted, that's certainly what she'd get. He'd have to try harder, huh?

Well, who was he to fail to impress a girl?

He steps back, giving the impression that she won this little game of chicken, broadening the gap between them. And holding up one finger, he hurries into his room, skidding to a stop at that jukebox to hit the 'next' button. The upbeat song is soon replaced with a slower song. He doesn't really know the lyrics, but the beat's slower, and much better for a duet, don't you think?

Oh yeah, he's definitely making this a duet.

He returns, both arms outstretched as he swings one forward, giving a slight bow.]

Is this better?

[He's speaking Japanese too, that sly fuck.

And with one more motion, his hand stretches out for hers.]

[missleadingquestions]

[ Do you ever catch that little voice in your head that tells you the exact moment you've found yourself in over your head?

This is that moment, for Maya, and she knew she shouldn't play so deep but-- but she didn't expect him to actually be good at this. She'd thought it would be like Larry-- all talk and just bigheadedness, with no real follow through. But here he is being.... charming, actually charming, and Maya's a little embarrassed.

Not fair.

She holds out her hand and takes his anyway, though, because she can't turn down a chance to have fun, embarrassing as it may be. She can just try to keep her cool, right?

She gives a half-curtsy, playful and quick, and puts on a smile. ]

I'll give it a chance~

[rassera]

[If you'd told Kaneda he was anything 'actually charming', he'd be taken aback. Sure, it worked on girls back home, it was what he used to get them out on the dance floor, but he assumed the girls always wanted something else. An ulterior motive, whether it be getting him into bed or just wanting to have fun for 20 minutes. It took the edge off the razor blade lifestyle of Neo Tokyo.

Her hand falls into his, though, and he's immediately whisking her away towards him.

He knows this stuff, certainly. He's done it a million times.


So why does this give him a feeling like he can't afford to mess up?]

I knew I'd win you over somehow!

[missleadingquestions]

I said I'd dance, not that you won!

[Comes Maya's protest, though there isn't an ounce of bite to it. She lifts her hands out of his and places them on his shoulders, since that's clearly how this dance is gonna go, and she grins right at him. There's no real motive for her, no-- nothing but him in front of her. She's doing this just for the dance itself-- just to spend more time with him.

He's not in Neo Tokyo and she isn't anything like it. Hell, she barely even thinks of where he comes from when she looks at him, though Neo Tokyo is still in all the way he responds, in the tension of his shoulders, in the way he still has to hesitate when dealing with things sometimes. But Maya sees more than that-- she sees the gentleness with which he handles her, how much he's trying to make things right with Tetsuo. She sees him protecting the flames of others' candles, guarding them in the wind and finding ways to fuel their light.

If a dance and a smile keeps his own flame burning, she's here for it. He's sweet, and rough-- but there's a heart in him worth it.]

Don't start slacking~

[rassera]

[Kaneda's hands let go, more gracefully than his appearance let on. Letting hers settle on his shoulders, roughed up by months in the ring, even longer by skids on Neo Tokyo blacktops. Scarred by countless throws from a psychic tantrum.

It was gentle now, soft hands through the fabric of his shirt. And muscles practically press up into them, wanting to be held. His hands go to her waist, fingers rough but movements gentle as he aligns his body with hers. Their feet would have to move as one, and he was more than prepared to lead her with that.

The smile goes from confident to guiding, the softer side of his personality starting to really shine as the music picks up into the main chorus. All he has to go on are the beat and her lyrics, as unintelligible as they may be to him. But music was like that--you didn't have to get it to get a feeling out of it.

His feet move, slow at first as he guides, and if she happens to look down, he'll let her.




He knew the dance by heart--and had much better things to focus on.]

[missleadingquestions]

[She does look down a few times-- just to get things right, because she's never really done something like this. But she catches on quick, and even more quickly, she learns to follow him. Once Maya has the hang of it, though, she adjusts her hands just a bit and looks up at Kaneda, a careful little smile on her face.

She's sure he's used moves like this on countless girls before. Maya's not getting her hopes up, she's not ending up giddy and stupid right there over something like this-- she knows better than that. But she is damn enjoying herself, enjoying being near him. And maybe that's what's important, anyway; enjoying the moment as it is, no matter what the end goal may be. She doesn't have to be lost in it to feel content right there in his arms, to find the slow steps fun and different and new. She doesn't have to be lost in it to close her eyes and smile and run her thumbs gently over the fabric of his collar as they dance.

She can enjoy this moment as it is, and it's enough to win her over.]