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The roof, Wednesday night

Nadia got up to the roof with her poncho and a very large umbrella to wait for Anders. It was raining, but not too hard just now. While she didn't mind getting wet, Anders might, and the brownies would.

Still, Schottishe in the rain. It was like a tradition.

This would be a good emo break for both of them, she hoped.

[ooc: for Anders, mostly, but interruptable, I think. In the right place this time!]

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Anders didn't really mind being out in the rain, actually, but getting sick during the summer sucked and he'd actually put on a light rain jacket before heading up to the roof to meet Nadia as promised.

"Hey," he said as he caught sight of her. "I hope I'm not underdressed for the ritual or anything."

"No dress code. The only rule is no emo allowed." Nadia smiled and gestured for him to take a seat and pulling out the package of brownies. "Eddie's special brownies are good for not being emo."

"No emo allowed. Got it." Anders sat down, got himself comfortable, and eyed the package of brownies. "Should I ask what makes 'em special, or is the mystery part of the whole ritual thing?"

"THC," Nadia said matter-of-factly. "I hope that won't be a problem. If it is, we can skip the brownies."

Not that Anders had any idea what THC was. He figured it was some kind of nutritional supplement, or something.

"I have no problem with that," he informed her. "So where do we start?"

"Have a brownie. Then we think of non-emo things to talk about. Like the go kart race on Friday or something. Later, there might be dancing."

Anders took a brownie and bit off about half of it. Some habits were hard to break, really, like the practical inhalation of food.

"Dancing? I can totally do dancing. I have very good foot coordination." He paused. "There's a go kart race?"

Nadia raised her eyebrows. "Well, if you're that good, maybe we should try a tango." She grinned. "And yeah, there's a go kart race on Friday. I think some of the students might be making their own."

"That sounds like fun," Anders noted. "I'd have taken a shot at making my own if I'd known sooner."

He ate the other half of the brownie and gave her a quizzical look as he reached for a second. "What? I have to have good footwork. It's a Pyramid thing! Actually, I don't know how well this translates to dancing skills. But it's better than being a klutz, right?"

"Well, we can find out." Nadia was about halfway through her brownie, but it'd been long enough since she'd done this that she was starting to feel the floaty effects. "I'll let you pick, tango or schottishe."

"Scho-what?" Anders was feeling kind of floaty himself. "I'm feeling adventurous. Let's go with the one I can't pronounce."

"Okay." Nadia quickly finished off her brownie, then stood, setting the umbrella to one side and held out her hands. "It's pretty easy. It's all about the bouncing."

Anders sort of had to have a third brownie, really. And having skipped dinner, he was going to have monster munchies later if he but knew it.

"Bouncing I can do. Bouncing I can totally do," he declared, grinning as he got to his feet and took Nadia's hands.

"Great!" Nadia started out a bit slowly, going through the simple, bouncy steps of the dance. "I actually learned how to do this in the rain, so you're in luck. Though we don't have any weetiny bunnies."

"Aw. Those little guys were fun," Anders said as he mirrored her movements. No points for style, but thanks to the brownies the bouncing was fun. "But we're totally capable of doing the bouncy dance without them."

He looked up and let a few raindrops hit his face, laughing and spluttering when a couple got into his open mouth.

Nadia grinned widely back, very pleased to see that the ritual was working as it usually did. Okay, so it was never a permanent fix, but sometimes, all you really needed was some time to not be emo for awhile.

She stepped up the pace of the bouncing a bit, laughing as well.

"Is that as fast as you can go?" Anders challenged her, boosting the tempo a little more and, bizarrely, throwing a Pyramid stutter-step into the mix.

Nadia tripped up slightly at the stutter-step, but a girl didn't grow up in Argentina dancing the Tango for nothing, so she quickly matched his pace and his step, tossing in a few small kicks and a touch of Paso Doble here and there as well. "How about a spin?" she asked, lifting one of her arms. She didn't much care which of them ended up spinning.

"Hell yes," Anders said, and went into a spin. "Oooh, this is kind of floaty and fun . . . d'you wanna turn too?"

Nadia grinned. "Absolutely." She lifted her arms and did a quick double spin. "You are quick on your feet, aren't you."

"Gotta be," Anders replied, countering the spin with another one of his own, because hey, fun. "Pyramid requires speed and coordination and all that. Not that I'm feeling real coordinated right now. But you know what? That's totally fine with me."

"Perfect." Nadia did another spin, throwing in a bit of extra hip twist for fun. "Do you ever play football? Some of us are talking about starting a team."

"Football like the weird one with the padding and the non-round ball?" Anders did another stutter-step and a pivot as if he were trying to dodge around a defender before getting back into the dance. "Or the sport Conner's all crazy about? Because if it's the first one, I'm really good at tackling."

He couldn't resist jazzing up the steps a little bit ~~with jazz hands too!~~ and spinning some more. "Aw, hell. I'm up for competitive sports any time."

"The second one. It's only the best sport I know of. And there's tackling, only you use your feet." Nadia watched the stutter-step again, attempting it herself. "Which you've obviously have skill using."

Anders watched her dance and nodded. "You're pretty damn good yourself, so thanks. And yeah, count me in. Definitely."

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