http://kestrelswolf.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] kestrelswolf.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2012-05-18 10:39 am
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Life at Court, Friday, 5/18

It was not Tyrion at the front of the class today, but two wolves and an assassin.

Weren't they lucky students?

"The Professor," Firekeeper said, "have been stuck elsewhere. So today, you get us."

"No matter the world, or the court," Surreal supplied, "One thing will always remain constant: at some point, you will be expected to dance."

"She speak truth," Firekeeper said with a nod. "So today, we are going to teach you a simple spring festival dance." ...For varying definitions of ‘simple’, of course. "Outside."

"Which means, of course, out of your seats," Surreal prodded, starting to usher people towards the door. "Layabouts."

It was how she showed affection. Really.

Once they were outside, the students would see a large, thin tree that the girls had co-opted into their temporary maypole, having tied long ribbons on to a wreath which Surreal had placed up at its crown.

"It is spring," Firekeeper announced. "And in one of the kingdoms of my world, this mean it is time for the Rabbit Moon dance. Lucky for you, is very close in form to a dance from this world called ‘Maypole’. So, we shall do that." She picked up a ribbon, while Blind Seer grasped another in his jaws. And gave the class a look that just dared anyone to laugh.

"We have a similar one, in Hayll," Surreal shared, going over to poke at the little CD player. "It's not hard - the goal is to weave it around the tree. Over, under, over... until it's all tied up." Or until your classmates were.

Once the music started, Firekeeper and Blind Seer (well, mostly Firekeeper, Blind Seer’s legs weren’t exactly designed for human dances) demonstrated the appropriate dance steps as well as the technique for weaving the ribbons together. Once they were satisfied that the students understood the steps, they dropped the ribbons and gestured for the class to come take over.

[ooc: OCD up! Posted for the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] halfman_lion who's in internet exile atm, woe.]

Re: Afterwards

[identity profile] harpy-daughter.livejournal.com 2012-05-18 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Since no one else had come forward yet, Surreal sighed, hauling herself to her feet and calling in two thick silk ropes with tightly-knotted balls of cloth on the end.

"Terreille has many festivals across all its Territories, and all of which have ritual dances performed by males, females, or both," she said, taking a flint out of her pocket and kneeling down on the ground. "This is one often done at the midsummer fire festivals in Hayll, not just by Blood, but by talented landen females as well."

She grinned, white teeth gleaming sharply. "Personally, a midsummer festival is no less a Court than a Queen's Court, especially if you're a female performer. All the same rules still apply, and a mis-step in a dance is a crucial social mistake."

Then she struck her flint over her ropes sharply, letting the ends take flame as she leaned over to start the drums on the CD player and slowly stood. "This one (http://youtu.be/TVp6zjuxrmk) is the only one I've learned, and it's fairly simple once you learn where your feet and hands go."

"If you aren't afraid of fire."