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She actually had meant 'chill' as in 'fun', rather than 'cold'. Shehk disliked the cold.

"... I never saw any hunters. There were...Grinders...." she scratched the small scar on her nose, "unless they're not worried about walking blenders that will actively try to eat them. I mean, it's pretty much empty, like I said." However, she was now imagining the old ghost men in the broken-down 'tavern' of sorts as hunter spies...
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It was hard to imagine, actually.

"It's one of those places you don't get in and out of easily. You don't go for a night, you go for like.... well, a while. Couple weeks. I stayed a few months when I was there last."

Jericho furrowed his brow at the description of the grinders. They did not sound particularly pleasant to be around. Shifting a bit, he mulled it over, trying to decide if this would be a good idea or not. The fact that it wasn't easily accessible was both a good and bad thing. For one it meant enemies would have a harder time reaching it.

On the other, it also likely meant for a more difficult escape if it came to that.

"We'll think about it. It does sound interesting, and kind of nice. It's just... hard to think about being anywhere outside of our room right now."

Mei grinned. "Of course. I never pass up the opportunity to try something new."

She covered her mouth to giggle at Alex, nodding to Yin as he too was filling a plate with various foods. "To be expected of course." Before she knew it she was being drug out onto the dance floor. Guess she would chat him up a bit later.

Dancing was one thing that Mei loved the most. Whether is was just a slow, simple dance. Or ballet. Just something about dancing filled her with an almost utter glee.

As they went out onto the dance floor Mei turned to Eisheth. "Ok, since you are new to this we will take it slow and I will lead. Its a fairly slow song at the moment and not too fast." She laced her left hand's fingers with Eisheth's right, placing a hand on the other's waist. "Just place your other hand on the small of my back and follow my lead. Don't worry if you step on my feet at first. And don't watch your feet as we move, if you do that you'll have a harder time dancing."

Herryk brushed his lips against the curve of Freya's cheeks, his cool lips trailing along her jaw before he dotted kisses against her chin, lips and nose. The music, soft and inviting, had Herryk swaying as he held Freya against his chest.

"Herryk is not such a good dancer," he mumbled sheepishly against her eyebrow, a smile flirting with his lips. No, he wasn't a good dancer. Far too big and bulky for suave moves, but it didn't matter to the draugr. He was happy to hold Freya against him as he shuffled aimlessly across the dance floor.

"What took Freya so long to get here, hmm?" He imagined it took quite some time to get ready; even on their very first date she'd kept him waiting as she braided her long, cornsilk hair. He'd gotten used to it, in truth, and it had become one of the things he loved about her.

"I see. Well...I suppose it is not odd if they are dancing like a headless poultry food item..." Amphi shrugged. She didn't mind actually watching the dancers, some were really cute. some actually had wings to flap with the dance! It was cute...funny but cute. She waved to the Baku ghoul as she disappeared on the dance floor, the small sound of the camera shutter flapping the only remains of her best friends as she left.

"Ah that's a shame..." She frowned, "Although I do cuddle Thana jr. every night so I suppose I should be happy enough." She chuckled, quite unaware that her plush was named THANA JR. Even though she had a Kushi named Vaith Jr. and A bunny doll named Mei-Xiu Jr. She believed in all the Jrs. But cuddlign Thana jr.? >:'|

A soft song with a steady beat played as she took her drink, staring up at Thana with a smile. "I wonder if there will be a acceptable song for us to dance too?" Her eyes widened though as she heard the lyrics, something she loved to sing.

"I run to you, I run to you." She reached to hold Thana's hand, tapping her heel to the beat and singing a long with the song. "This world keeps spinning faster, Into a new disaster so I run to you.....I run to you baby, And when it all, starts coming undone, Baby you’re the only one I run to, I run to you, I run to you." She moved her head, comfortable with beat and watched the dancers on the floor. Excitement only built up for when she would get to dance with everyone.

Blue eyes peeked at Thana only once in the midst of her singing, her hand only a soft pressure on his. And yet her heart was racing. Racing so much. Augh. There was those stupid things in her stomach again.

West's discomfort didn't wane, but his grin did slide into marginally more genuine territory. "Damn right I am," he said. He didn't even snark further, especially not when she took his hand in hers and pulled closer.

He seemed to float between caring about what was going on around him and not, but mostly not. The boil felt hints of what he hadn't for some time now. Anyone who had issue with him being a sap could get in line for the fist ride. Wait. Not like that. Whatever.

They danced for quite a while, long after the song they had started with was over, and by the end of it all, West was about as calm as he could get, given the circumstances. "Think I'm gonna stop fer a while," he said, pulling away a bit. "Int'restin' training." He laughed once, a huff of air accompanied by another grin.

Enzo had tried to be a gentleman, really. But there was this increasingly frustrating feeling of being *outclassed*. Well, on the bright side, she seemed to be helping to keep his roach infestation at bay, the little things fearing smooshing should they skitter out of the confines of his large, baggy white striped zoot-suit. Well. At least she was a looker.

And there was plenty of room for the critters to hide within his sleeves, much to his dismay.

He held the door for her, removing his cap like a proper gent, before sauntering behind her, head bobbing a bit curiously to the music. Never his taste. Not quite the right rhythm. Not enough bass. Never enough. "Eeeeh, it's right ritzy, yeah, but I seen better." He side-stepped beside her, wishing the music was better but hey, when in Rome, right? "You wanna' dance?"

"We know. We know," Jericho said with a sigh. Shifting a little uncomfortably again, he looked over towards the refreshment table. Maybe he should go get something to eat or drink. He thought on that for a bit, then decided against it. Later on.