are you going to post the dance snipper from White Knight Errant in here as well?
Yes.
Crossposted from my White Knight Errant thread:
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Glynda Goodwitch looked around the weekend class she had called from the stage in the auditorium. She shook her head with a feeling of nostalgia.
Mostly girls, as expected, she thought,
Boys will be boys.
"Welcome to Dance Class," she greeted, in her usual prim and proper tone, "Now, you are representing your schools. You should strive for excellence in all you do, and that includes dance."
It was a bit of a secret, but Glynda Goodwitch
loved to dance. Synchronizing body, music, and soul appealed to her sense of order. It was also
relaxing, in a far healthier way than drinking alcohol or destroying parts of the Emerald Forest.
Not that she begrudged her fellow teachers their vices.
"Now," Glynda stated, "We will start off with a demonstration. Do I have a volunteer?"
"Yes you do, Professor!" Miss Xiao-Long cheered. She shoved a familiar tall blond forward. "Go for it, Stud!"
"URK!" Jaune Arc looked up to Glynda on the stage. He shakily lifted up his right hand.
"Uh, if it's all right, ma'am?" He asked.
Glynda held back a smirk.
"Come forward, Mister Arc. I won't bite," she said. Arc blushed-Yes, that's where his thoughts went. Despite her strict personality and love of order... Embarrassing teenaged boys was part and parcel of being the "hot" teacher. And she had to find amusement where she could.
Jaune approached her slowly, as though she might lash out at him if he so much as twitched wrong.
"Have you danced before, Mister Arc?" She asked. She distantly recalled Isabel saying she made her daughters attend dance classes. Jaune nodded.
"A few times, yeah. Some basic lessons, but I wasn't very good."
"Nothing wrong with that," Glynda said, a touch more gently, "We will start off with a waltz. You know how to do that, Mister Arc?"
"Er... I think so," Jaune said. Glynda reached out and took hold of his wrists. She placed one on the small of her back, and the other in her hand. She held back a smirk at his red face.
"Then let's give it a try," she said. She nodded to a music player with speakers nearby, and her Semblance activated it. A classic waltz began to play, and Glynda checked Jaune's feet briefly. She nodded again.
"Good. Now, the man will lead," she stated. "You know how to lead, correct Mister Arc?"
"Yes ma'am," Jaune said with a nod. He gently pressed against her, and she stepped back. He stepped forward with her, a bit clumsily but serviceable enough.
"One two three, one two three, one two three," she counted off, as they danced around the stage slowly, keeping in time with the music.
"Keep aware of your surroundings," Glynda lectured, "Don't run into other dancers, or a wall."
"Yes ma'am!"
The song came to an end, and they stopped in the center. Glynda gave Jaune the barest of smiles.
"Not bad," she said.
"Hmm... Think we could try something a bit faster?" Jaune asked. Glynda raised an eyebrow.
"Such as?"
"FOXTROT!" Xiao-Long shouted. Jaune sighed, and shrugged. He still looked a bit hapless... But there was a strange glint in his eyes for just a moment.
"A foxtrot might be nice," Jaune said, "I've done that once or twice."
Glynda smirked inwardly. He was asking to do something fast, hm? Well, he'd probably step all over her feet, but if he was asking...
"It's a fast and more advanced step, but all right," Glynda said with a nod. She waved her crop, and the music became faster and jazzier. She took his hand and put the other around her waist.
"Now, start off like this... Bit faster..."
He let her lead as she stepped more quickly with him across the stage. He hummed, and smiled.
"So, like this?"
His grip became tighter. His stance more confident. He stepped with confidence to the music, firmly in control. Glynda found herself struggling a bit to keep up, but her muscle memory from hundreds of lessons kicked in and she matched his pace and energy. He swung her about in perfect harmony, and she even leaped with him a few times.
He then let her spin away from him, and the music carried her in a whirlwind away. He caught up to her and dipped her dramatically, just as the music came to an end.
She was left panting, staring up into his eyes as he held her in his strong arms. He grinned at her.
"So... How'd I do, Professor?" He asked.
Cheeky boy, she thought to herself. Deliberately hiding his skill to, what? Prank her? That explained Xiao-Long's interjection.
Well... Two could play at this game.
"Not bad," she said, as she got her heart rate under control. Jaune pulled her back up. He made to pull away, but Glynda yanked him back into her arms.
"Let's see how you fare with some more advanced dances, Mister Arc," she practically purred. It had been a while since she cut loose. And knocking this cheeky little prankster down a peg or two would be
fun.
Jaune grinned back, that glint now fully revealed in his eyes.
"Sounds good to me, Professor."
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