[center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9Q0gSdjz/Kaureerah.webp[/img] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/m2b53xXY/Leon.webp[/img] [h1][color=9FBED7]Once more beneath the moonlight[/color][/h1] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jVoyuNsAcg8[/youtube] [hr][b]Event:[/b] Zarina's Soiree - [b]Character's:[/b] Kaureerah, & Leon [@Force and Fury][hr][/center] His meeting with Juulet left the singer shaken. There was a moment where he wandered aimlessly, unsure of who to talk with or whose hand he wanted to shake, not that anyone could tell from a glance. He poured another glass of wine at a table out of sight from Juulet's and polished it off quickly. The alcohol helped a little, his mind was racing less but the thought was still haunting him. Perhaps the smarter move would be to go home and process his thoughts alone. He got up to leave. Then he saw Kaureerah. He became transfixed by the way the moonlight caught her face. The smarter move would be to go home, he needed to be alone; he approached her table instead. Perhaps it was the booze had hit him more than he realised and it was causing him to go against his better judgment. But he just really wished to dance with her. [color=fff200]"Excuse me, I hope I'm not interrupting anything."[/color] Leon Solaire addressed the table with a smile then turned to the eeaiko. [color=fff200] "Kaureerah, it's a beautiful night and I hope to make the most of it. Would you want to waltz with me in the light of the moons?"[/color] He extended a hand in invitation. But it wasn’t quite Leon Solaire. His voice didn't quite hit the bravado he normally spoke in and his hands were a little more rigid. Even though he tried his best to hide it, there was something off about him. [color=DEB887]"Yoo were, een fect, eenterraupteng my deep end penseeve thaughts."[/color] She giggled, rising to her feet. She padded over to him with the grace of a performer. [color=DEB887]"Eye coould use e dence too, Meester Saun."[/color] With no further words, her fingers intertwined with his as much as they could with their webbing. She leaned in until she was pressed up against him. Quietly, smoothly, she began to move: a gentle waltz that didn't seem to follow the music. Yet, after a moment, the music came to follow [i]*it*[/i]. [color=fff200]"You have my deepest, sincerest apologies."[/color] Leon chuckled back, her joke worked wonders to his mood. [color=fff200]"I would be happy to oblige, Missus Sun."[/color] He remarked, recalling the first song the two shared. With no further words, he held the eeaiko in a dancer's embrace, matched her movements without taking the lead, and mentally thanked a very accommodating band. He would send them a basket of fruit by the time tomorrow morning came around. Leon’s movements were still a little frigid, it wouldn't be likely to go away for the rest of the night given his exchange with Juulet, but it didn't matter to him right now. To dance with Kaureerah was all the forethought he had put into his actions. For tonight at least, he would be true to his intentions. Kaureerah leaned into the dance. She leaned in and felt Leon and... felt. It wasn't safety, but... She tried not to dwell. Trite as it may have seemed to her artist's muse, the world faded away and it was just them two and the twinkling lights of a party in the dark. Her body felt what it felt. Her mind simply... traveled, and it came upon the words, phrase by phrase, idea by idea. She tightened her grip on him. She kissed him as the music stopped. [center][color=DEB887]Beautiful Boy, I see your bright eyes shining. I see them looking: Just-a lookin' at me. Beautiful Boy, I see you lookin' for an angel. You're lookin' like you're thinking That the angel is me. But I don't knoooo-o-ooow if this person that I've been, Not the only me you've seen, is-a worthy of wings. And I can't teeeee-e-eell if they'll carry her to heaven - If she'll be your lucky seven - or your lucky thirteen. Beautiful Boy, I feel the heart deep inside ya. I feel it quicken And I'm wondering why. Beautiful Boy, I know the feeling of your body. I know that feeling When you tighten inside. And I gotta knooooo-o-ooow if I'm the only reason, Or the flavour of the season and a scent on the wind. Do I beliiieeee-e-eeeve that your heart is on your sleeve And you won't flatter to deceive, and this isn't just me? Beautiful Boy, oh beautiful boy. Beautiful Boy, oh beautiful boy. Beautiful Boy, I don't know you, Oh, but I [i]lo-ove[/i] you. But I don't know me. Oh, do I love me? Beautiful Boy, oh beautiful boy. Beautiful Boy, oh beautiful boy. Beautiful Boy, do I love me Enough to [i]lo-ove[/i] you? Oh can you free me? And clip my wings.[/color][/center] [hr]