Don't we all want some excitement? [INTRO/OPEN]

[ruinedsky]

⭐ Who: Sylvain and y'all
⭐ When: All December
⭐ Where: Various places
⭐ What: New DU employee gets the lay of the land
⭐ Warnings: will add as they come up

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[darknesshotpot]

[Correction: Sylvain is only the second most desperate guy with the second lowest standards in the place. Ango is the living embodiment of "rock bottom." Sakaguchi Ango is so far below average that it would take a DIY submarine full of rich Titanic fans to find his standards.

At least Ango can dance - well, sort of. He's still trying to learn the fan dance moves for Ai's songs from Youtube videos. But club dancing is more like "rhythmic grinding until you get to go home with somebody or you get kicked out by security, whichever happens first," and he's got a pretty decent track record of scoring the former rather than the latter.

He leaves his lukewarm, watery beer on the bar and follows Sylvain to the center of the club, where a deep bass beat reverberates through the floor. Punk show mosh pits are more Ango's style, but really, all that matters is that the music is loud and the drinks are cheap.]

Oh yeah? Let's see what you've got, then.

[ruinedsky]

[This is definitely going to end so well.]

[Sylvain, on the other hand, got the same bougie ballroom dance training that all children from Old Money seem to get. He is actually quite graceful at the waltz and a foxtrot, and he carried that sense of rhythm over into more modern dancing. If club dancing can really be called dancing, most times. He does at least make an effort to not just jump on the dry humping train, though the way he manages to undulate his hips is suggestive enough. He winks and crooks a finger as he playfully pulls off a body roll.]

Try to keep up.