RADIO HEAD / open, dancing

[COSMIIX]

[EROS]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Never had he ever danced before and frankly music was something he had rarely gotten a chance to hear either. There was no room for dancing in his life and the act of it seemed like a strange concept for him. Despite that he grew curious of what was going on, skinny form moving forward slowly as he pulled his long ears slightly up to hear the words coming from the sounds that left the player. It was so odd and yet he was intrigued by it all the same. Yet, he didn't want to ruin the atmosphere and as such he sat down, okay with just listening and watching the others as they began to move their bodies with the beat of the music. Forked tail curled around his glowing body as his paws started to tap at the beat but he did nothing more, content with just shuffling his paws. There was a small smile pulling at the edge of his muzzle and he nodded his head from time to time, pink marble gaze glowing as he took a deep breath in before releasing it. This was....rather relaxing and he relaxed hunched shoulders to stand tall.

[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —

Unfortunately for Quill, the stick up Dante's ass wasn't that easy to dislodge and in fact, this irritated the Strong Arm more than it would have if the guy had merely talked to him. The hybrid lumbered over upon hearing the music from the CD and his lips were curled back in disgust as he glared at Quill, completely ignoring Valkyr's pretence. "Turn that shit off." Dante snarled, glaring down at Quill with green eyes.
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛

#psychosocial.

[COSMIIX]

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BENNY G.

"ha! y'all never seen dancin'! not until ya spend a whole weekend in vegas, baby." benny was, to say the least, excited to have something fun going on. not to mention someone with good taste, too. he wondered if quill had any peggy lee cassettes for him to borrow. hell, maybe just to chill out and listen to.

the fox jumped into the music with ease. moving his body, lifting his paws and tilting his head side to side. he marched his way to Valkyr and nudged the boy with his hip, giving him a toothy grin. "I can teach ya how to dance, pal. what do ya say?"

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[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —

Dante didn't register Benny's appearance as the other guy came over, too focused on listening to and glaring at Quill. Dante held back his tongue, telling himself that to Quill and everyone else here, he was technically a normal ranking member and that he was no higher than the rest of them. But oh how he wanted to retort that he could have Quill's ass demoted for disobeying an order like that. The hybrid growled in response, his wings twitching in irritation as he replied, "We should be working, not playing around."
[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px darkorange; font-size: 24px;"]— DANTE♛

#psychosocial.

[TSUYU.]

"Correction, hot boss man. Us slaves are to be working, not you. Ribbit." Tsuyu croaked over the sound of music, ears twitching as she sent a dark, hateful glare towards Valkyr. She turned back to see Quill, a grin painting her features. "Mr. Quill! You look amazing dancing, I'll have to take you up on your offer sometime to dance." Tsuyu called out, bobbed tail twitching as she glanced over Dante once more, drawing her tongue over her lips for god knows why. Her tongue was always hanging out. "Besides, I'm sure your fine ass would look much better if you moved it around a little. Ribbit." She cat-called the male, charcoal eyes wandering to places they shouldn't be.

As always, Tsu had no filter. God, she was going to get in trouble one day. But did she care? Not at all. She had better things to do with her life then to worry about trouble.
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[b]★ミ[glow=black,2,300]– 君は できない  できない できない子[/glow] ミ★

[guts]

The sound of music led her over, the serval watching Quill with a small giggle, amused by the show. Sometimes she would watch her masters dance with visitors, or at parties they held sometimes, so the concept wasn't new to her. But this music definitely was. She was used to classical, the kind that was soft and flowed gracefully. She kind of doubted the male had any of that kind, though. It was fun to just watch, though, the female taking a seat and listening along. She had never been allowed to participate, and even now that she was, she didn't really think it was her thing. She'd probably stumble all over the place.

Cosette couldn't help but snort at Tsuyu's comment towards Dante, though she quickly tried to cover it up. She had a point, honestly. Besides, she didn't much care for the shark hybrid, anyways; she would never say it out loud. Her eyes trailed over to Benny as he danced along, too, but it didn't last long. She quickly averted her eyes when she found herself staring in an inappropriate way. Oops.

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[pallid-i]

One Chance

Yes Man made his way over and attempted to outright smack Tsuyu across the face. The smiling savannah cat had a dangerous glint in his eyes and he took a seat next to Dante, tail flicking back and forth. "You'd do best not to talk to Dante like that, pest. Hold your tongue." The ardent said in a cheery voice. He then turned to Quill, his smile widening. "I don't see the harm in dancing just a little bit, sport. Mind if I join you?" Yes Man? Dancing? That was certainly odd, but the ardent didn't want everything to be work and no play.

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[TSUYU.]

Tsuyu seemed to watch everyone start to dance with a grin on her face, up until she felt a harsh slap across her face. A soft grunt left the frog hybrid, the spot bruising under the impact it just suffered. However, what should have been a cry out of pain was instead a soft whimper of excitement. The frog-manx hybrid squirmed in place, her eyes narrowing into slits as she lowered herself to the ground, a submissive stance, to merely watch the dancing scene go down. For once, Tsuyu acted like a slave? How unusual. She sent a grin over to Valkyr for a moment, before her gaze swept back over to Yes Man and the others. Her tongue soon swept over her cheek, over the bruising wound, a pleased look on her face.
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[b]★ミ[glow=black,2,300]– 君は できない  できない できない子[/glow] ミ★