Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160411075838/@comment-25924729-20160418104418

Upon return, he was caught off guard by Ixina's "unusual" greeting, but at the same time, it felt strangely... natural, and pleasant. A faint, sweet smell trailed from her hair. He liked it.

Dalton shot Scar a questioning look, to which she winked back with a light giggle. You'll thank me later. she seemed to say. Before he could ask any further, Ixina had dragged him off to the dance floor, where he stood with a stunned, shy look on his face.

God, she's beautiful... The way she moved, so smooth, so effortless, with a grace unlike any he'd ever seen before. Then she approached, and bumped him playfully, snapping him back to reality.

Taking that as his cue, Dalton gulped nervously, and begin dancing, or tried to at least. Clumsily, he moved one foot over the next, then again, then a twirl, wearing a nervous smile on his face the whole time. He tried moving closer to Ixina...

Then his left foot tripped over his right, and Dalton realized for a breif, horrifying moment, that he was falling. Right on top of her.

Reflexively, his arms shot out, wrapping protectively around her body, so that when the pair sprawled onto the cold, marble floor, she was unharmed.

"Oww..." he groaned, slipping his numbed arms from underneath her, and putting weight on them. He blinked, twice, and realized they had fallen in a rather... compromising position. He found himself staring down at her widened eyes, and her body pressed flatly against his.

"Gah!... I mean, uh, sorry. I didn't mean- ... it was an accident!" he stammered, unsure whether to roll off, check if she was okay, apologize, or just shut up.