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Post by Belle on Jun 7, 2008 16:02:22 GMT -5
Belle walked slowly into the ballroom, gazing around, her eyes taking in the beautiful decorations and the sumptuous costumes. Tonight she was Belle, the pretty lady who was in her favorite muggle fairytale, Beauty and the Beast. Although she had no beast tonight as of yet, she had on a pretty buttercup yellow gown which showed off her slim waist and shapely shoulders. Her hair was a mass of curls and her lips ruby red. She smiled, she was ready for tonight. She looked around, seeing if there was a willing dance partner.  |
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Post by Capone on Jun 8, 2008 7:34:43 GMT -5
 Capone stood on the edge of the dance floor, his foot tapping in time with the beat of his music. He wanted to dance, wanted to join in with the others, but was nervous. Even with the mask, his confidence wasn't great enough to make himself look like a fool. He couldn't dance. Two left feet in fact. He had hoped before the Ball, he could have had lessons, but he had been too busy to find time to learn. So he remained where he was. Tapping his foot. |
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Post by Belle on Jun 8, 2008 10:38:30 GMT -5
Belle turned and saw someone at the edge of the dancefloor and she made her way over. As she reached him she dropped into a shallow curtsy and rose smiling. "Sir would you care to dance?" she asked politely. She studied him, wondering who he was, but with the masks everybody was hidden tonight. "I am Belle tonight, although you are certainly no beast, be my partner for this dance?" she said, repeating her question and saying who she was at the same time. She loved who she was, Belle, from a muggle disney film, Beauty and the Beast. Although none of the men could be called beasts tonight, Belle's personality had attracted her, the dress wasn't bad either.
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Post by Capone on Jun 11, 2008 3:51:21 GMT -5
Capone clumsily bowed back to the beautiful girl that had approached him. Standing back up to his full 6 foot of height, he addressed the girl. "I am Capone. It is good to meet you." He smiled broadly at Belle before answering her next question. "I would really like to dance with you, although I have the small handicap of not being able to dance. Two left feet I have been told. But if you are willing to ignore the occasional step on the toes or turn the wrong way then we might be ok."
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Post by Belle on Jun 13, 2008 10:43:41 GMT -5
Belle laughed lightly. "My slippers are charmed against letting my feet get hurt tonight. So step on me all you want tonight, I won't feel a thing." she assured him. "And I learnt that if you don't look where you're going, if you just dance, then other couples will move out of the way for you" she said, her eyes sparkling. She offered him her hand and swept into the right position, waiting for him to assume his. She smiled up at him, feeling dainty next to him.
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Post by Capone on Jun 15, 2008 4:12:48 GMT -5
Capone took her hand and stood against her. He didn't know which way to move, or what foot to put forward first. He just waited for Belle to lead the way. He paused a moment before recalling that she said not to look where he was going. Instead he focused his attention on the top of her head. "Right." He began, trying to ignore those dancing around them. "What do we do first?"
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Post by Belle on Jun 15, 2008 7:00:34 GMT -5
Belle just smiled at him. "This" she said before pulling them into a turn and then continuing to sweep across the floor. It obviously worked as couples were gliding out of their way as they gracefully circled the dance floor. "You're not so bad" she teased, "It must be your partner" she said with a grin, "Either that or there's magic in the air tonight" she continued. She hadn't been boasting, she wasn't the type, she was just teasing him. Her eyes sparkled from behind her mask as she wondered who she was dancing with.
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Post by Capone on Jun 23, 2008 7:50:04 GMT -5
"Maybe a mixture of both?" Capone replied, aware of his feet. He had to agree with her, he wasn't doing all that badly. He had an inkling of who his partner was, there was only so many girls that danced as well as she could at the school and he was amused at the thought. "You enjoy dancing then?" He asked, looking this time at her and not at the top of her head. "You dance well."
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Post by Belle on Jun 24, 2008 15:47:23 GMT -5
Belle smiled as her partner looked at her this time. "I do enjoy a dance, though I do not class it as a hobby of mine" she said, clarifying her opinion on dancing. "But thank you, I am glad that neither of us are terrible" she said as they spun around the room slowly.
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Post by Capone on Jun 25, 2008 3:17:50 GMT -5
Her last words were a jinx to him, for upon that moment he stepped heavily onto her dainty foot. "I am sorry!" He said, grimacing beneath his mask. "I am afraid your words may have put me off my stride." He released her hands as he knelt down to the foot he had previously trampled on and went to lift her dress before realising what he was doing. "Er.. May I check? I would hate to think I have broken something."
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Post by Belle on Jun 26, 2008 10:36:41 GMT -5
Belle nodded her approval, "Of course you may check if it will satisfy your need to know that I am unhurt" she said, looking down at him, smiling to show she wasn't angry at his behaviour. "Although earlier I did say that my shoes are charmed and I didn't feel a thing" she assured him, brushing a curl over her shoulder.
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Post by Capone on Jun 27, 2008 2:15:16 GMT -5
"Ah of course, I forgot." Capone said, feeling a rush of blood to his cheeks. Standing back up and avoiding his gaze, he took her hand again and avoided direct eye contact with the beauty. "I am sorry all the same." He said, as they moved around the dance floor, his concentration making him unbearably stiff.
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