♰ Before the Next Sacrifice

[immortalrose]

WHO: Augustine G. Rosethrawn & others (Open To All)
WHERE: Stygia (mainly Serene)
WHEN: Throughout all of October
WHAT: October Event + General Catch-all
WARNINGS: Possible violence, swearing, and mentions of death.

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PLOTTING 🌹 EVENT🌹 WILDCARD

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[seaboard]

Then it is a good thing I have you to catch me.

[ Save her again, is the tease, her smile bright and sharp, as she whirls around with him. Her grip firm, yet quick to move away, with each step. ]

Are you ready? You need to catch me, next.

[ A warning, brief as it is, to let him brace for it. Though after the strength and speed in combat she saw him display, she is not so worried he is capable of it, even if she is a tall woman. </small. ]

[immortalrose]

[The warning is appreciated but mostly unnecessary. Augustine is more than capable of supporting her weight. Gilia weighs almost nothing in his opinion. She’s quite tall but also rather willowy. When she’s tossed upward, Augustine is quick to brace her fall. He catches her effortlessly with a laugh, careful to keep Gilia from smacking into a nearby couple. They’re not the only ones dancing to this chaotic beat, after all.

He swings her around with glee before tossing her upward towards the stars again. In all due truth, he shouldn’t be having such fun here. He’s still quite ignorant of the norms here in Stygia and very much so disturbed about his death. However, Augustine is having fun nonetheless all thanks to this impish water nymph.]

You dance beautifully like a ballerina, my dear siren.

[The dhampir teases once he catches her once more within his arms. He twirls her around again but doesn’t toss her up again unless requested. After all, he doesn’t want the poor dear to get dizzy. Augustine is quite aware of his strength and it would honestly grieve him to harm Gilia.]

[seaboard]

[ He lifts her effortlessly, tossed like a bag of feathers, and settling back again into his arms, each time - sure and free, all at once. Glad, now, that he is just as happy to dance as she is, this infectious good mood that seems to swim through the whole crowd. Bubbling and churning, her own laughter lifting with it. ]

Are ballerinas prone to stealing men away to dance, my protector?

[ Said with not a clue in her eyes what that is, but not bothered, particularly. Just smiling at him, close and warm, indulging her freedom a moment, as they spin again, and she lets her head roll back, eyes shut, as she enjoyed the swirling colour of it all. ]