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[Anton feels that it's time to make an announcement to the lobby at large.]

Hello everyone!

When he's ready I'm going to show you all my peacock! But he doesn't want to come out yet, so you'll all have to wait a little while.

[OOC: I... swear this isn't as bad as it sounds. BD BD BD]

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But you do it so effortlessly.

It comes with the background of performing arts. I'm not sure I would know how to teach it...

Performing arts? I'd like to see some of those. You come across as being so... flexible.

[He gives a smirk.] Yes, I've been performing ever since I was a child. It's quite...well effortless now.

Care to demonstrate~?

[He thinks about it for a moment and then shrugs.]

I'm not sure what I could show you.

I'm sure you can think of a few moves~

I suppose it depends on what you'd want to see~

I'd rather like to see you slide those limbs around.

[Descole raises an eyebrow with a smirk.]

Would you?

[He sets his feet in fifth position and extends a hand out to Anton, posturing for him to take it.]

[Gigglegiggleblush~!]

My word...

[Takes the extended hand.]

[Descole takes it and unexpectedly swing rolls Anton into his body and whispers to him]

I don't dance for just anyone.

[He gasps in awe.]

Will you dance for me~?

[Sparkly, pleading eyes are upon you, Descole.]

[Even Descole has weak points. Sparkling pleading eyes might be one.]

Maybe.

[He swing rolls Anton out and lets go of his hand.]

It depends on what I can do at the moment. Not much.

[He gracefully pulls one arm up over his head while extending one leg out. He then sits on the floor reach out to grab his ankle. And then the other.]

I'm not very warmed up.

[After he's finished spinning, Anton balances himself delicately.]

Then allow me to help make you a little more... limber.

[Descole looks up with a snarky gaze, and stands up.]

Oh you think that would help, do you? I suppose I'm just rather...shy to show my dancing.

[He again places his feet in fifth position and puts his arms behind his back.]

[Anton skips back over.]

You don't seem shy to me~

I don't? Well, my performance is quite personal to me.

I guess that I wouldn't want to invade your privacy.

[IS UP IN YOUR PERSONAL SPACE REGARDLESS.]

Hmm....

...you're a pretty little thing, aren't you?

Yes I am~

[:D]

And you look rather dashing, all the time.

[Lolll that was perfect. I love you]

Oh, you think so? Why thank you, but you know, I can say the same about you.

Well I do have rather a lot of practice in the art of perfection. Thank you for noticing!

I have noticed, it's quite...admirable. Coming from a man who worked in the art of perfection for a while.

[Seriously, coming from experience, ballet's a BITCH.]

I know you have, Dessie. Back at home you used to strut your perfection around my castle all the time~