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[mind_over_metal]

[it made me think we might be similarly occupied...]

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[mind_over_metal]

*performs his own finger-waggly motion next to his head, with perhaps a slight bit of exaggeration*

[godwinner]

 
 
 
 
 
Would it be real to you?

[mind_over_metal]

...define "real."

[godwinner]

I'm asking you, Charles.

[mind_over_metal]

It would be as real for me as it would be for you.

[godwinner]

[ searches his expression ]

Then if you'd do me the honour.

[mind_over_metal]

*his expression is definitely edging into tipsy-land, but his smile as he puts his hand to his temple is just bright*

[mind_over_metal]

[ Erik feels a tap on the shoulder on the side opposite where Charles is sitting ]

[godwinner]

[ turns to look at him, though it feels strange to look away to do so ]

[mind_over_metal]

[ and there he is, standing with a grin, hands shoved into his pants pockets, almost schoolboy-ish ]

Hello.

[godwinner]

[ stands up, stepping in close to look down at him, his own mouth curving, though he's not touching yet ]

Hi.

[mind_over_metal]

[ his right leg is jiggling a little, that pent-up energy of standing still, as he looks Erik square in the eyes ]

It won't be perfect. I could probably get it awfully close, eventually, with some work. But I'm not trying to fool anyone. And I'm actually using you a great deal, this is almost as much you as it is me.

[godwinner]

[ looking at him intently ]

I'll be very interested to get the details from you later.

[mind_over_metal]

[ nods, pauses a moment just long enough to start to edge into awkwardness, then takes a step back so he can hold out both hands to Erik, allowing him to pick the position of leading or following ]

Shall we?

[godwinner]

[ leading, of course, though when he takes Charles in his arms and starts to move them, his leading is a little slower than with the others he's danced with tonight; he actually seems a little unsteady on his feet from cognitive dissonance, and he exhales a laugh ]

I use my power to orient myself.

[ he says it like it's something he's never even thought of before ]

[mind_over_metal]

[ his grip on Erik's hand tightens a little ]

Sorry. That was, well, one of things- you know. I probably could, though I hadn't wanted to, I'd need to actually mask your perception of your own power and then recreate it in relation to the presented environment, which, the base concept isn't new to me, of course, but I'd obviously never met anyone with your specific gifts before you-

[godwinner]

Charles.

[mind_over_metal]

[ bites his lip and stares straight ahead into Erik's... chin-ish area ]

[godwinner]

You said you're not trying to fool anyone.

[mind_over_metal]

I'm not.

[godwinner]

So stop.

[mind_over_metal]

*blinks a little bemusedly before exhaling a short laugh and relaxing again into Erik's hold*

Silly...

[godwinner]

No, it's not.

[mind_over_metal]

*goes quiet and, aside from the movement of the dance, still*




It's sometimes easier when it is, you know.

[godwinner]

[ ...pulling him a little closer, cheek brushing Charles's hair ]

I wouldn't know.