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Come Dance With Me

Come Dance With Me

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Even the closest of friendships and loves can be shattered and broken, but in a circle of dancers who all desperately strive for the same dream, not even that can hold them apart. (Extra open roles!)

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Introduction

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"We dance for laughter, we dance for tears,

We dance for madness, we dance for fears,

We dance for hopes, we dance for screams,

We are the dancers,

We create dreams."

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'If I had my life to live again, I'd find you sooner.'
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It started with five boys and five girls. They all loved each other as friends, family, and lovers. They were the closest of the closest, inseparable. Some met in elementary, middle school, high school - in fact, some of them were born as neighbors and spent their whole lives next to each other. It'd start with two, then spread to four, to six, eight, and eventually all ten of them create the tightest circle of friends and complex relationships that only they could understand.

That, and they all danced.

Each and every one of those ten were unique dancers who each had all their own set style of dancing. They're coordinate, choreograph, practice, and perfect their precise movements. They all wanted to become a team, a dance team, and make it big and famous. But things tore them apart, things like jealousy, hatred, arrogance, pride, and so many other problems.

You'd think that such a close group of friends would stay friends, right? They were so talented and all meant for each other clearly, yet within just a few years, everything broke and shattered. Their dream of rising up the ranks was buried, never to be uncovered again, and each one of them went their separate ways.

But did it end there? Of course not. They are friends after all.

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'It's sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.'
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All ten of those friends went their separate ways. Whether they continued to pursue their dancing dream solo or move completely onto something else, in the end, they were no where near each other. Some of them remained friends, but the amount of awkward tension spread like a virus among the group and so no one had contact with each other once they split.

But it didn't end there. They were called back, but not by each other. Something, who knows what, rang a bell in their ears. Someone whispered beside them. The memories launched back to them of the happier days. They weren't really happy away from their family, were they?

One day, their old coaches called them back, as if the same occurrence came to them as their students, and said they were going to train to have their names written on walls and floors and plaques and in books. As impossible as it seemed, all ten of them agreed to return to their old dance studio and dance again. Those hateful feelings from before still left a mark over their hearts. Those feelings wouldn't dissipate so soon though, but maybe things will solve themselves out.

After all, they all danced together in the past which only brought them closer. Perhaps dancing could bring them back together again.


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'Why are you so fragile and breakable
Yet it's really hard to gain you back?
Even if it takes me forever to
Regain you, still I can't
Put you all up together again
Like it used to be.
But no matter what
I promise to have at least
Half of you back again.'

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โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•


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Bali Cannon
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20
~ Style ~
Personal
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โœฆ Honest โœง Outgoing โœฆ Optimistic โœง Hardworking โœฆ Bashful โœง
~Face Claim ~
Monika Tsurutani | Hirunaka no Ryuusei
~ Taken By ~
Rhianoue


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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•


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Nakahara Hirokichi
~ Age ~
22
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Group Pop
~ Personality ~
โœฆ QUIET/SHY โœง PROFESSIONAL/SILLY โœฆ INTUITIVE/SENSIBLE โœง ASCETIC/AUSTERE โœฆ
~Face Claim ~
Kasuka Heiwajima | Durarara
~ Taken By ~
TechnoFoxHowell


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•


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Mavis E. Miller
~ Age ~
18
~ Style ~
Modern Dance
~ Personality ~
---
~Face Claim ~
Miki Hoshii | Idol Master
~ Taken By ~
Rainbow Unicorns


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•


~ Name ~
Yaro Akizawa
~ Age ~
16
~ Style ~
Street Dancing
~ Personality ~
โœฆ Loyal โœง Protective โœฆ Hard working โœง Funny โœฆ Intelligentโœง Kind
~Face Claim ~
Hiroomi Nase | Kyoukai no Kanata
~ Taken By ~
The5thHorseman


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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~ Name ~
Valentine Sinclair
~ Age ~
19
~ Style ~
Pole Dancing
~ Personality ~
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~Face Claim ~
Panty | Panty and Stocking
~ Taken By ~
Elyั•ฮนฯ…ะผ


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•


~ Name ~
Anders Vinter
~ Age ~
19
~ Style ~
Street Dancing
~ Personality ~
โœฆ Bored โœง Manipulative โœฆ Selfish โœง Flirtatious โœฆ Liar โœง Lonely
~Face Claim ~
Lavi | D-Gray Man
~ Taken By ~
Rhianoue


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•


~ Name ~
Emi Mizuhara
~ Age ~
17
~ Style ~
Tap Dancing
~ Personality ~
Ambitious + Independent + Loyal +Secretive - Unyielding - Temperamental
~Face Claim ~
Iori Minsae
~ Taken By ~
Uniquest


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~ Name ~
Dimitri V.V. Brasher
~ Age ~
21
~ Style ~
Hip Hop
~ Personality ~
โœฆ Blunt โœง Untrusting โœฆ Playful โœง Trouble making โœฆ
~Face Claim ~
Kuroo Tetsurou | Haikyuu!!
~ Taken By ~
Rainbow Unicorns


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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~ Name ~
Apolline Durant
~ Age ~
22
~ Style ~
Ballet || Secret Street Dancer
~ Personality ~
Reserved || Polite || Low Self Esteem || Ambitious || High Standards || Disciplined
~Face Claim ~
Mitsuke Nase | Kyoukai no Kanata
~ Taken By ~
ladygeekiness


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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~ Name ~
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~ Age ~
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~ Style ~
Flamenco & Latin Dancing
~ Personality ~
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~Face Claim ~
Yamato Kurosawa | Sukitte ii na yo
~ Taken By ~
เชฝเซฎเซจฮฑ


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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~ Name ~
Mikhail Yves Roux
~ Age ~
28
~ Style ~
Ballet & Jazz
~ Personality ~
โœฆ CONFIDENT โœง EASYGOING โœฆ FORGETFUL โœง UNATTACHED โœฆ
~Face Claim ~
Ryuuji Udou | Koi Nante Shinai!
~ Taken By ~
Maccotango


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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~ Name ~
Nana Osayomi
~ Age ~
20
~ Style ~
Personal
~ Personality ~
โœฆ Blunt โœง Stoic โœฆ Secretive โœง
~Face Claim ~
Megurine Luka | Vocaloid
~ Taken By ~
TheGypsyQueen_13


โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
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~ Name ~
Zayn Leila Monroe
~ Age ~
22
~ Style ~
Belly Dancing
~ Personality ~
โœฆ Flirtatious โœง Sarcastic โœฆ Confident โœง Friendly โœฆ
~Face Claim ~
Inori Yuzuriha | Guilty Crown
~ Taken By ~
SarcasticZombie

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1. Reservation - Please read this rule if not every other because this is the most important. The reservations in this are going to be through competition but in a different way. I'll have a code in the original thread for you to follow through and submit on the Reservation thread. I'm doing this differently than other rps. Simple enough, my friends and I will already have set roles but the others will be free for the taking except that you'll be fighting for it with everyone else who submits a character. Obviously I'm looking for five males and five females so here's an example of how the reservation will go: five males reserve, they all get the role. Six males reserve, I'll pick the five I find most interesting and suitable for the rp with the help of others. Same applies to the females. Any roles I list on the intro page already are character set for the roleplay and will most likely not change. I'll have a date for when I'll close off reserving characters.

2. Rules - These are the rules, but you know, follow the regular, typical roleplay rules. Mary Sue, Gary Stu, etc.

3. Literacy - I don't even have any limits on writing anymore - it'll just depend on how much you prefer to write, and try to have a good grasp on the english language. If it's not your native language, please tell me that way I can be more forgiving!

4. Gore, Romance, Language - Honestly, there is nothing wrong with either of these three except for excessive violence, sex on this roleplay, and swearing in every sentence. Other than that, it's all good.

5. Story and Theme - Clearly, I've set up a story for this roleplay, so try not to break it by saying something entirely different happened and make that the new storyline? Please? Also, I love it when people incorporate the story I wrote into their character's bio *wink wink*. Feel free to distort the story a bit to your liking, but don't break it down entirely or make something else out of it, thanks! (If you're super uncertain about something, just feel free to shoot me a PM about it - most likely I'll say yes)

6. Face Claims - I'm open to anything but realistic people (sorry!), so feel free to play anything from an anime, cartoon, manga, comic, so on.

7. Other - God this whole rp was so formal-looking at least I hope it was and this is like the only place I can stop writing so formal. No rules again. Out with the old in with the new so no more rules. DAMN IT- I meant no more passwords xD - Oh yeah and if anyone was wondering - I was totally inspired by Urban Dance Camp on youtube, go check them out! They have beautiful and talented dancers, so beautiful and talented that a whole rp came out of a few videos xD

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Character Portrait: Bali Cannon Character Portrait: Nakahara Hirokichi Character Portrait: Emi Mizuhara Character Portrait: Anders Vinter Character Portrait: Mavis E. Miller Character Portrait: Yaro Akizawa Character Portrait: Nana Osayomi Character Portrait: Apolline Durant Character Portrait: Valentine Sinclair Character Portrait: Zayn Leila Monroe Character Portrait: Mikhail Yves Roux Character Portrait: Dimitri V.V. Brasher Character Portrait: Carmen Villegas Cordero Character Portrait: Eli B. Brasher
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Time: 8:45 PM
After all the students and coaches have had their day or reuniting a week before, now is the true reunite, where every student and coach gets over whatever feelings they had before and focus on the one thing that originally brought them back together in the first place: dance.
It was a last minute thing, seeing how the classes were to be schedule later, but it was clear no one could wait any long after having connected again so soon. It's dark, cold and dark and raining, yet comforting. The city of New York reminds many of home, when and where they used to practice together when times were less serious and dramatic.
Hopefully, that's still the case...
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Character Portrait: Bali Cannon Character Portrait: Nana Osayomi Character Portrait: Apolline Durant Character Portrait: Dimitri V.V. Brasher
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Bali got out of her car after parking. The whole time she drove, she was both excited and afraid to see everyone again, even though she'd already met with them a week before. She couldn't help that small smile that just didn't leave her face the whole time she drove. In fact, because she was spacing out, imagining dancing with everyone, she nearly passed a red light twice and forgot exactly where she was driving, having to make a few couple U turns and what such.

She had just come back from her part time job as a barista at a small, near by coffee shop. She only worked part time, just to keep her busy when she wasn't doing anything and to help out with the cost of the apartment since her parents always seemed to be busy working, themselves. Even her three other sisters tried to pitch in for the cost, though they didn't really do much... Even a little bit counted.

The whole time she worked, Bali had been wearing her dancing clothes underneath her uniform the whole time, even though it was uncomfortable. For some reason, the option of changing after work hadn't occurred to her until she was trying to both drive while strip off that first layer of clothes. It wasn't difficult, though she was driving... incredibly slow. At least five other cars honked at her while she struggled, probably looking ridiculous at the same time.

It was late to do a dance class, but she couldn't help it. She desperately wanted to dance, especially with her friends from way back when. Even if she never told them about her leaving from before, even if some of them might be angry at her, she was still excited. Optimism was her forte, after all.

Upon arriving, she stared up at the building, some sort of sparkling look in her eyes. She was brought back to those small, childhood memories of being a kid and a teen, dancing with everyone when things were serene and calm... Now they'd go back to that again.

Unfortunately, she hadn't exactly brought an umbrella - well, more like she almost did but forgot to put it in the back seat - so getting out of the car and into the building was a bit of a clumsy run across the cement and into the building. Her dark, curly hair, which was once neat and put back, was now growing more tangled and weighing heavier on her head. She realized that getting her hair wet didn't mean it straightening out, it just mean it'd grow to be more of a... bush.

She burst into her class, being taught by a good friend from the past, Nana, exclaiming with soaked hair, clothes, and shoes, "I-I'm here! Um... didn't know if I was late or not. Am I late? Er, work kind of got in the way." She laughed a bit while trying to dry her hair with her hands.

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Character Portrait: Bali Cannon Character Portrait: Nakahara Hirokichi Character Portrait: Emi Mizuhara Character Portrait: Anders Vinter Character Portrait: Mavis E. Miller Character Portrait: Yaro Akizawa Character Portrait: Nana Osayomi Character Portrait: Apolline Durant Character Portrait: Valentine Sinclair Character Portrait: Zayn Leila Monroe Character Portrait: Mikhail Yves Roux Character Portrait: Dimitri V.V. Brasher Character Portrait: Carmen Villegas Cordero Character Portrait: Eli B. Brasher
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Time: 20:45
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I shouldn't be here...

Nakahara had walked into the studio about twenty minutes ago. The people whom were there didn't even get a glance from him as his brown hues as he started quite adamantly at the floor as he strode inside. Being a professional, punctuality was in his blood. He had kept his distance from the group that was gathered there, leaning his back into the far wall.

He had taken some days off of work for this get together, having a couple months off of his usual and mundane desk job. The work itself was easy, but the work place gave off a very lonely feeling. So far, this place didn't feel all that different. He had no one to blame but himself though, purposely keeping a bit of a distance from the others. It had been years since he saw them all after they had left, leaving him the only one to remain in the end. He wasn't hurt by that however, but felt that he was the one at fault. The past week wasn't much different. Sure some of them sort of got to know each other once more but Naka had locked himself in his room, not bothering to come out until he had to be at the studio. Even then he left at the crack of dawn so hardly no one even knew he was there.

He, like many others most likely, had received a sort of introductory letter that stated their classes and dancing groups. His dull eyes scanned over the page, though he didn't feel the need to complain about being around the most sexually charged people, at least as far as he could remember.

The Exotic Predator, Carmen Villegas Cordero. One of the few people who was older than Naka himself. His rather erotic and spontaneous behavior would normally be at odds with Naka's more calm and dead pan appearance.

The Prince Charming, Eli Blaine Brasher. The younger brother of Dimitri with what seems to be an obsession with his own chest flaunting. Despite being insincere, he was someone Naka could respect, if not be slightly uncomfortable around.

The Sin, Valentine Sinclair. She's not all that a person in the end, honestly. After all someone who's a die hard for Shakespeare can't be all that bad. Naka can't help but remember some cringe worthy incidents with this underclassmen back in the day.

Lastly was their dance leader, or choreographer of sorts, Mikhail Yves Roux. This is an envy inducing sight to behold for Naka, as he greatly revered both his skill and personality. Mikhail was everything Nakahara could never dream to be.

As his eyes scanned the paper, Naka could almost feel himself shrink smaller and smaller still. He was an introverted and picky child in the presence of the very visage of 'sex' or 'excellence'. He felt dwarfed in comparison, though he did not mind. This, in his mind, was at least a bit normal. He continued to read the page.

Duet dancing. It's not as bad as dancing on his own, however the idea of dancing with one these people under the specialty of a professionally trained ballet and jazz dancer was not something to be over the roof about. He preferred group dances that required little to no physical contact in the end. None of them were shy about getting all touchy feely, much to his distress.

"...?"

A look of surprise came across his face. He had noticed all his thoughts. He was getting nostalgic over the names. He was thinking of what his life would be like in dance once more. Thoughts of returning to his desk job didn't cross his mind for once. He felt... Almost happy.

Was this the best choice in the end, after all?

Of course not. It was only a matter of time until he stained the bonds with his cowardly ways.

He let out a long sigh, looking up from the paper and around the room.

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Until the very last minute, Anders was standing on the small, little balcony of his apartment, smoking grey clouds of impure air and releasing it as it was pierced by the falling drops of rain. God was it raining hard tonight... and speaking of tonight, wasn't he supposed to be going to that dance thing? Yeah, he was, and he knew it. He knew he was supposed to go there and meet with everyone again, to try and dance with them again, as if nothing had happened before.

Nothing huh.... Bullshit. Things happened and he knew people wouldn't just forget it with a few years, even he didn't. He already talked things through with Mavis, though only briefly, but while it was possible to get back onto even grounds... Anders wasn't certain if things could still be classified as 'the same.'

'Well...' He began to think, moving to his car keys. 'It's not like anyone's expecting it to be the same. How bad could it be, anyways? People usually put on happy faces in front of others, don't they? So maybe things won't go wrong. Hmm. I should try going anyways. There's no harm in trying the class out and dropping it if it's boring.' He shrugged to himself and proceeded grab an old bag he used to put his dance supplies in, dropping his little puppy German Shepard in there as well, seeing how he couldn't leave her alone, and began to walk down the steps of his apartment to his car started.

While driving, he kept contemplating with himself: to go? or not to go? The smoking eventually grew tiring and he threw it out the window, allowing his car to take in some fresh air, for once. It seemed that just the way he drives described his whole character- with one hand on the wheel, one hand carelessly laying outside, feeling the heavy rain bang down onto his palm. He didn't care about getting wet. Maybe it'd give him an excuse to remove his shirt, right? No, Anders wasn't that kind of flirt. His shirt stayed on, no matter what occasion. Even if he ended up getting soaked in the rain, it'd stay on.

He parked his car outside, already noticing other cars in the area. Of course he didn't recognize them, seeing how the group split up when they were younger, in their teen years. He sat in his car for a bit, crossing his legs and debating further. He could just turn around and leave... ignore everyone and pretend as though he forgot about it all within a few weeks with the excuse that he had too much work... But... something in the back of his head kept nagging him to go inside and give it a shot. Anders heart his puppy complain in the back of the car, and maybe that's all he needed to know. "Alright, alright... Jeez, what was stubborn dog..." He sighed and grabbed the bag it laid in along side his bottles of water and other, before heading for the building.

For a long while, he stood outside the door, just staring at the handle, wondering if this really was the right choice. 'Well, fuck it.' He thought carelessly and opened it while saying flamboyantly, "I'm here, no need to worry anyone, seeing how I know everyone was worried for me." He added in a confident chuckle.

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Nana had gotten to the studio extremely early, she had changed into her leotard and a pair of sweat pants. She was finishing her stretches when people start to file into the studio. Nana had been in the middle of a dance and when someone walked into her class room, she fell almost flat on her face. Nana had gotten to the studio extremely early, she had changed into her leotard and a pair of sweat pants. Once she finished her stretches she turned on her stereo and people start to file into the studio.
Nana had been in the middle of a dance and when someone walked into her class room, she fell almost flat on her face.
"DONT YOU KNOW HOW TO!- She began and quickly shot up off the floor and looked at who had just walked in. "BALI!"
She smiled widely and almost sprinted over and to stand in front of her.
"It's so good to see you."
As they began to talk other people started coming in.
Nana asked Bali to take a seat anywhere in the room. She smiled and went to stand at the front of the room and waited for the rest of the class.
"Bali how have you been sense I last saw you?"
She asked trying to make conversation.

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      #815556 - DIALOGUE ใ€€ #C7BC92 - THOUGHTS

          Duet dancing... I don't even know how these kids dance in the first place The man stood alone in the dance studio, glancing at the bio sheets of his students. Hazel eyes would occasionally flicker to the windows outside, but he didn't really see the scenery offered. Instead, he saw tapes that'd he'd watched of the others, videos his colleagues had lent him so he'd have a better idea of what to expect. But he knew from experience that a recording could be extremely different from the real thing. He himself had been praised for having stage charisma, which was difficult to portray in a video.

          It was difficult being the new guy in the group; he hadn't been expecting this kind of job when he signed up after all. But he'd take what he could get. These four were under his tutelage and therefore, his responsibility. Yves was a lot of things, but a man who ran away from his duties wasn't one of them. Forgot about them? Maybe. He couldn't exactly help the fact that his memory functions were completely occupied by dance choreography.

          The sound of a door opening jolted him out of his reverie, and he turned his attention to the newcomer, an easy smile breaking out as he saw who it was. "Oh, hello Nakahara. You're early." Group dancing; a bit like those idol group dances from what he'd seen on the videos. Just generally a lot less cutesy he supposed. Definitely not his area of expertise. Nor was this class Nakahara's but he supposed it was to expand his horizons a bit. He gave the lad a cursory glance; it didn't look as if he did any sort of muscle training, which might prove cumbersome to him in the future. Yves might be proven wrong when he danced, but the style he used didn't seem to encourage toning his core really. He brought out a pen from the pocket of his pants, quickly scribbling a note on Nakahara's bio sheet.

          When he was done, he placed the papers on the lone chair in the room, keeping it safe within a plastic envelope. The Cajun would write notes on the rest later, when they actually arrived. He'd need to personally see what changed for the individuals since the recorded performances he watched last night.

          Stretching his arms above his head, he looked towards the other lone occupant of the room. "We can start basic stretching while we wait for everyone else." The black shirt he wore clung to him like a second skin, moving with him as he went through the motions. It was clear he was expecting Nakahara to follow him, already moving towards one of the mirrored walls he'd designated as the "front" of the class.

          Neither of them spoke for five minutes as they performed the basic exercises. The silence wasn't necessarily uncomfortable, but Yves felt the need to fill it all the same. The man did need to speak up more after all. "Nakahara, have you ever done muscle training before?" Might as well make productive use of the noise.




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Apolline was considerably late to the lesson. Usually she would be right on time, but the fact that the rain had caused every New Yorker to rush to their car and cause as many traffic jams as possible slowed her down considerably. Thus, Apolline arrived at the studio at a time her mother would call "fashionably late". Apolline however, did not like being late and quickly unmounted from her bike outside the studio and chained it before rushing inside. (Not before shaking the water off her raincoat of course). Feeling a knot of worry grow in her chest she went into the class, but was confused as to why class hadn't started. She looked up at the clock and realised she was actually one of the crowd of people who were late too. Apolline felt herself relax a bit, but the knot was still there. Apolline remembered her therapist Miss Watson Amanda's advice. Taking deep breaths, Apolline went to the wall and put her bag down, taking a swig from her water bottle. She waited until no one was looking, and took a picture of the ballet bars on her phone. She smiled, happy with the outcome of the shot and began stretching. Though there were many faults with having a bike as transportation, not having to warm up as much at the studio was one of them. As she reached towards her toes, Apolline looked for Nana, and saw her talking to - Bali. Apolline's eyes widened and she immediately looked back at her legs. Damn it Apolline you said you were over this! Well I lied didn't I. Apolline let her forehead fall to her shin and groaned quietly. Talking to myself again, and getting in a stupid crush again. Two ticks off the awkward bingo board. Apolline sighed and continued stretching, trying not to look at Bali from all the new angles. She swore she didn't feelthat way about Bali anymore, but... The whole coming back to the studio, and reuniting with old friends thing had re-ignited a lot of feelings. Including her feelings about Bali. Apolline distracted herself with dance and photographs most of the time. Just like she was trying to now. Apolline looked around at the people arriving, but couldn't really see anyone she could talk to. Apolline finished up her stretch and decided to go over some old choreography while she was waiting. No pointe shoes today, so pointe-less dancing today. Apolline chuckled at her own pun and began warming up everything from arabesques to rond de jambes as she waited for class to start.

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As soon as Emiko Aoki Mizuahara took her first step out of her mother's Volkswagen, she became nauseous. How long had it been since she last seen them? Emi didn't know. The thought was both nerve-wrecking and exciting all at once. What would she say to them? A simple 'hello' ? A slightly uncertain gesture? Hours and hours spent rehearsing her greetings in the bathroom seem to have gone to waste. There were no mirror giving back a reflection of herself. There were no doors closed on the act because all doors were opened.

It was now or never at this point.

She made a mental note of how she would escape this one, but it had seemed useless. She could do this. She was infact brave. Besides they were all her friends, well most of them .. others she couldn't bare to be in the same room with without going all apeshit. Now the question was, was she ready to go through all of that a second? Course she was. It was hardly her dance buddies she was ready to see again, but to be able to dance. The feeling was beyond exhilarating. Emi wondered who would be her coach this year. Zayn? Yves? .. Nana? More importantly, who would be in her dance class this year? She hoped it would be Bali. Or even Apolline. Oh, how she hoped it would be Apolline. She had missed her so dearly.

Emi didn't even realize when she first walked in that class hadn't even start yet. She was practically the only person here. Well, her and Anders of course, but he particularly didn't count as someone of "human species" in Emi's book.

Ignoring the fact that he- who should not be named - was in her dance class, she took up space on the far side of the room and began to stretch as her dance-mates began filing into the room ..

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Music filled the dance studio as a pink haired girl sat on the ground, stretching. Zayn was preparing for her class that night, not quite sure what she was going to do yet. She hadn't had a whole lot of time to figure stuff out, expecting that they weren't going to start so soon. She figured for tonight she would get familiar with her students styles of dancing and then she'd go from there.

The last few years of traveling around the world she learned many different forms of dancing. Sure she may have only been trained in certain dance styles and those were the ones she mastered. However she had confidence in herself that she could do most any type of dance now, at least she could do the basics. Perhaps that was why she was stuck with such a diverse group.

As Zayn finished stretching she stood up and walked over to some papers she had beside her bags, her coin skirt jingling the entire way. She looked over the class roster once more. There were two in her class she wasn't quite familiar with since they were quite a bit counter than her. She was already out of school by the time they came. Then there was Mavis who she remembered from school, though they had never talked much. They were friendly enough with each other at least. Then there was Anders and she cringed a little when she came across his name. She hadn't really gotten to talk to him since she'd gotten back and she just knew things would be awkward.

Almost as if the universe had heard her thoughts, in walked Anders. She wasn't facing him as he came in so she closed her eyes for a moment, taking a quick deep breath before turning to him. "Oh yes Anders, we've been very worried about you." She said sarcastically before smirking a little at him. "How about you start stretching please? I do not wish for you to pull a muscle." She told him as she began stretching again herself, even though she knew she didn't need to.

A few moments later another person walked in and this time it was a girl. "You must be Emi. I'm so glad you could make it." She said to the girl with a friendly smile. She was glad this girl came in and started stretching right away.

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        Why had she even agreed to this? Yes, she might of missed some of her old friends, Like Dimitri and Bali, but... But something just bothered her about the situation. Maybe seeing Valentine again? Or the conversation she had with Anders not even a week before? It was like the past she thought she had escaped was finally coming back to haunt here... And truth be told, she wanted to hide from it. Of course, she'd never state such a thing out loud to anyone, considering Garret or his boyfriend Wynn were out of town on some sort of long deserved road-type.

        'Ugh! Stupid, stupid, stupid!' His words echoed in her head like a sounding drum that just wouldn't shut up no matter how loud the music blasted in her ears. The moment she let herself relax, the moment she put her guard down, Mavis knew it would be far too late. He would just end up stirring up those forsaken feelings she so desperately tried to forget after their tragic last-meeting, and from what he told her that was the ultimate goal. Hell, it was because of him they were late their first class! It was just so typical of him too!

        Ahh, what was more of a pain was the fact she barely knew the coach. Honestly though, Ms... Monroe, was more of Anders' crowd then her own. The only reason she was actually ever friendly was because she was what Mavis assumed was the redhead's friend. Though, remembering his unfortunate track-history, she supposed now would be the time to suspect some... other forms of 'friendship' had gone down. Just in properly closed doors. And possibly on a bed. But, like mentioned before, it was simply a sort of 'speculation'. She wasn't exactly a pro on the subject to begin with, as she left that mainly to Dimitri's brother, Eli, or Carmen.

        Ooh, Carmen. Carmen and Mavis had something she would classify as 'strange'. They were friendly, but they were neutral at the same time. If anything, they were only 'close' in the terms of him being her first time a few days before she changed school districts. Though, that was their little secret, or it was Vissy's. While there weren't any particularly strong feelings towards him, she couldn't deny she was glad to see him at the very most. After all, he'd always have a small place in her heart with all things considering.

        As for the other two classmates, Mizuhara and Akizawa, she couldn't say she actually had a problem with them. That could of just been the friendly distant they had, though or at least that was how it was from Mavis' side of the fence. Who knew though, a lot could change in a simple class like this on-

        "Mavis Elora Miller, you're going to be late! I'll finish packing your things!" Anneta- or rather, mom, yelled, actually having the day off from the hospital for once. It wasn't every day Mavis actually got to spend time with her own, biological mother, but it was always more then welcomed in the end. Looking around her room the, the blonde honestly didn't make much progress then earlier. Getting up from her bed, Mavis ran a hand through her hair as she let out a brief sigh. Right, going to be late.

        "I got it mom, I'm going, I'm going!" Mavis called back, grabbing her bag of clothing to change into after dance, as well as whatever else she had thrown into the bag just in case of the sudden need for them, Mavis headed out of the bedroom, down the hall, and stopped by the stairs to give her mother a tight hug. "I'll see you later, then."

        After a small nod and a 'call me when you're done', Mavis was practically jogging back down the stairs and deciding to forget about grabbing an umbrella. What did a little rain do to hurt anyone, anyway? Jumping into her car, Mavis took her sweet damn time getting to the studio. After all, what were they going to do if it was a simple two or three minutes? It wouldn't be anything that drastic.

        Pulling up into the parking lot, Mavis grabbed her bag, dumping her car keys into it. Shutting the bag tightly, she made her way into the studio slowly, regardless of how wet she ended up getting. Wasn't there some fact that if you ran in the rain, you honestly got wet the same amount you would of as walking?

        But that was besides the point, and the blonde found herself cringing as her damp body entered the class, noticing Anders right away. Shit. There was Zayn, talking with him, and Emi was already stretching. Oh well, she could just try and make the best of it. "Hey guys! I hope everyone had a good day!" Mavis bubbled, offering a smile as the smallest set down her bag in a distant, untouched corner before stretching. Now, just to wait for class to start.

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Yaro woke up to crisp air on his face. His eyes fluttered open and he saw dim light filtering through the open door. "Sir, we have arrived." Yaro stretched his body closing his eyes. He then sat up and looked at his schofer. Then limo had a open door now and he crawled out to strength once again in the predawn air. "Japan goodbye, hello dance studio." He said in between yawns his travels had spanned 47 hours.
Yaro now took his back afk leaving the rest for his butler. He dropped off the baggage at his suite before making his way downtown on foot. He decided to walk, he loved stretching his legs in the brisk air. It took him an hour to get there and by then the sun was rising. "Seems I'm a bit early."
Yaro fell asleep inside of the studio curling up on the ground hugging his back pack to his chest.

(I apologize for the short thing, I need to do a thing I just might extend this later but we can assume he is found this way)

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Nana Decided to get things started with those who were in her class now, who ever was late would just have to catch up. She stood at the front of the class her hands on her hips and waited for everyone to be quiet, which was rather quick due to her almost mean and frightening look. Once they were quiet she smiled. "Alright then! I want to see what we will be working with this year, I'm sure you all know each other if not of each other, but you can chit chat after we leave here!" She walked over to the stereo that was hooked up to her Ipod and unplugged it. I trust you all Carry around some sort of music with you, Quickly pick out a song and put it on and perform a short piece for us. Starting with the youngest."
She walked to the back of the room and folded her arms and stood waiting for the students to get moving.

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Character Portrait: Bali Cannon
Character Portrait: Nakahara Hirokichi
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Character Portrait: Apolline Durant
Character Portrait: Valentine Sinclair
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Character Portrait: Carmen Villegas Cordero
Carmen Villegas Cordero

"Have you noticed how erotic dancing is? "

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Zayn Leila Monroe

"I dance to the songs in my head, speak with the rhythm of my heart, and love from the depths of my soul."

Character Portrait: Valentine Sinclair
Valentine Sinclair

"I can't help being naughty.. "Sin" is in my name hehe~" {WIP}

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Apolline Durant

"Sweat, blood and tears is what dreams are made of." minor wip

Character Portrait: Nana Osayomi
Nana Osayomi

Dance like you've got something to lose!

Character Portrait: Mavis E. Miller
Mavis E. Miller

"Well, long time no see!"

Character Portrait: Anders Vinter
Anders Vinter

"Well, if you've got nothing to say, just leave."

Character Portrait: Nakahara Hirokichi
Nakahara Hirokichi

'My cat is a very good dancer.'

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Character Portrait: Bali Cannon
Bali Cannon

"I'll break down any of the walls that have been restricting me."

Character Portrait: Carmen Villegas Cordero
Carmen Villegas Cordero

"Have you noticed how erotic dancing is? "

Character Portrait: Apolline Durant
Apolline Durant

"Sweat, blood and tears is what dreams are made of." minor wip

Character Portrait: Mavis E. Miller
Mavis E. Miller

"Well, long time no see!"

Character Portrait: Valentine Sinclair
Valentine Sinclair

"I can't help being naughty.. "Sin" is in my name hehe~" {WIP}

Character Portrait: Nana Osayomi
Nana Osayomi

Dance like you've got something to lose!

Character Portrait: Zayn Leila Monroe
Zayn Leila Monroe

"I dance to the songs in my head, speak with the rhythm of my heart, and love from the depths of my soul."

Character Portrait: Nakahara Hirokichi
Nakahara Hirokichi

'My cat is a very good dancer.'

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Valentine Sinclair

"I can't help being naughty.. "Sin" is in my name hehe~" {WIP}

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Mavis E. Miller

"Well, long time no see!"

Character Portrait: Nakahara Hirokichi
Nakahara Hirokichi

'My cat is a very good dancer.'

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Zayn Leila Monroe

"I dance to the songs in my head, speak with the rhythm of my heart, and love from the depths of my soul."

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Bali Cannon

"I'll break down any of the walls that have been restricting me."

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Apolline Durant

"Sweat, blood and tears is what dreams are made of." minor wip

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Nana Osayomi

Dance like you've got something to lose!

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Anders Vinter

"Well, if you've got nothing to say, just leave."


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