Subtly never was her forte, after all. She doesn't always feel this way, better yet she rarely if ever took to someone that way she did Black Swan so easily. There was something that captivates a fleeting beauty like the Ranger and she only chases it more as they look at one another. The type of woman that someone like her would want to keep close were she normal, were they both more normal. Or perhaps this way was better where they can freely pursue such desires.
Chase and follow as she keeps near the Memokeeper; luckily they weren't causing her head to feel as if it was swimming. Acheron was thankful for it, she didn't want to ruin this moment as she notices the pleasant heat to Black Swan. How she's positively glowing in response to those around them. Something which her mind is quick to take in as another point to make the Ranger never let her out of her mind before her attention turns back to her words. She almost became lost in thought, but she finds it easy to with how lovely her company is in how she keeps staring.
Like she's the only person worth such attention and more when she smiles faintly. "I can do either," she does laugh, the melancholy of it faded to something a bit happier. "maybe with a guarantee to make it something enjoyable I hope were it for fun." It is a rarity for such moments and the emotions of it tended to make her feel as if she isn't an empty husk.
With that said, she does nod to Black Swan's question. Hand in hand, she switches on this dancefloor her attention to being on the Memokeeper only. Whatever else they may perhaps do can be something to think about for later as the band starts to change the music. Something energetic and meant to get the patrons moving with their partner of choice; she can try and make this work given she was a quick learner.
Once they both were ready, Acheron moves with her gracefully, never once letting go of her nor allowing herself to lose her concentration. Nor would she dare allow herself to break her attentive gaze either, this dancefloor was theirs, this little world they were within belongs to them alone. As if the other partygoers were more an afterthought to the Ranger with someone as beautiful as her before her eyes.
"....I haven't had time to practice," yet that doesn't stop her. "but I find it easy, this dance we do together. Wanting to see you and wanting to keep dancing."
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Chase and follow as she keeps near the Memokeeper; luckily they weren't causing her head to feel as if it was swimming. Acheron was thankful for it, she didn't want to ruin this moment as she notices the pleasant heat to Black Swan. How she's positively glowing in response to those around them. Something which her mind is quick to take in as another point to make the Ranger never let her out of her mind before her attention turns back to her words. She almost became lost in thought, but she finds it easy to with how lovely her company is in how she keeps staring.
Like she's the only person worth such attention and more when she smiles faintly. "I can do either," she does laugh, the melancholy of it faded to something a bit happier. "maybe with a guarantee to make it something enjoyable I hope were it for fun." It is a rarity for such moments and the emotions of it tended to make her feel as if she isn't an empty husk.
With that said, she does nod to Black Swan's question. Hand in hand, she switches on this dancefloor her attention to being on the Memokeeper only. Whatever else they may perhaps do can be something to think about for later as the band starts to change the music. Something energetic and meant to get the patrons moving with their partner of choice; she can try and make this work given she was a quick learner.
Once they both were ready, Acheron moves with her gracefully, never once letting go of her nor allowing herself to lose her concentration. Nor would she dare allow herself to break her attentive gaze either, this dancefloor was theirs, this little world they were within belongs to them alone. As if the other partygoers were more an afterthought to the Ranger with someone as beautiful as her before her eyes.
"....I haven't had time to practice," yet that doesn't stop her. "but I find it easy, this dance we do together. Wanting to see you and wanting to keep dancing."