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[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

 Bollywood dancing isn't hard. [Demonstrates. Well.]

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[justisntholy.livejournal.com]

*Watches, intrigued, from a shadowy place. It appeared to be a ritual, but not one she has seen*

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[It's ritualistic when Will does it for sure. Doesn't stop him from having fun but, considering how he learned it, the movements have considerable significance beyond their entertainment value.]

[His head shoots up as he becomes aware of being observed. Oops... Looking around uncertainly, he says quietly.]

Um... hi?

[justisntholy.livejournal.com]

*Cassandra is rather indecisive as to if she wants to be seen or not. She tentatively stays in her dark cover*

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[He bites his lip at his observer's reluctance to be seen, holding his hands away from his sides so it's clear he's not (conspicuously) armed.]

It's okay. Random public demonstrations of my dance skills aside, I'm actually fairly harmless...

[justisntholy.livejournal.com]

*fades out, then back in a bit closer. She's in a red dress with her hair up, but her eyes are obscured by a short red veil* Not a clever thing to admit, truly, but I am not 'out for blood', as one might say. *A hand was brought to her chin*

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[Will isn't remotely fazed. Really, this is kind of everyday stuff for him on a couple levels.]

Harmless isn't the same as defenseless, but I'm glad you aren't out for blood. That tends to just ruin a guy's whole day...

[justisntholy.livejournal.com]

Of course, my mistake. *She could tell he was human, but there was more than that to him, it seemed* I can see how it would.

[genie-lady.livejournal.com]

[watching, amused at his dancing]

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

Don't laugh. There are still parts of the world where this is a form of Communion with the gods...

[genie-lady.livejournal.com]

[covering her smile] Yes, sahib. But I have not seen a man dance them before. [she's from Old Persia in a completely different time]

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[He bites his lip at that, grinning at her.]

The name's Will. And you?

[genie-lady.livejournal.com]

[she puts her hands together formally and bows to introduce herself] Pleased to meet you, sahib Will. My master calls me Jeannie.

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

Your... master?

[He most just looks surprised, but there may be a fair amount of rage bubbling beneath the surface at the idea of an intelligent being having a master.]

[justisntholy.livejournal.com]

*Watches, intrigued, from a shadowy place. It appeared to be a ritual, but not one she has seen*

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[It's ritualistic when Will does it for sure. Doesn't stop him from having fun but, considering how he learned it, the movements have considerable significance beyond their entertainment value.]

[His head shoots up as he becomes aware of being observed. Oops... Looking around uncertainly, he says quietly.]

Um... hi?

[justisntholy.livejournal.com]

*Cassandra is rather indecisive as to if she wants to be seen or not. She tentatively stays in her dark cover*

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[He bites his lip at his observer's reluctance to be seen, holding his hands away from his sides so it's clear he's not (conspicuously) armed.]

It's okay. Random public demonstrations of my dance skills aside, I'm actually fairly harmless...

[justisntholy.livejournal.com]

*fades out, then back in a bit closer. She's in a red dress with her hair up, but her eyes are obscured by a short red veil* Not a clever thing to admit, truly, but I am not 'out for blood', as one might say. *A hand was brought to her chin*

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[Will isn't remotely fazed. Really, this is kind of everyday stuff for him on a couple levels.]

Harmless isn't the same as defenseless, but I'm glad you aren't out for blood. That tends to just ruin a guy's whole day...

[genie-lady.livejournal.com]

[watching, amused at his dancing]

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

Don't laugh. There are still parts of the world where this is a form of Communion with the gods...

[genie-lady.livejournal.com]

[covering her smile] Yes, sahib. But I have not seen a man dance them before. [she's from Old Persia in a completely different time]

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

[He bites his lip at that, grinning at her.]

The name's Will. And you?

[genie-lady.livejournal.com]

[she puts her hands together formally and bows to introduce herself] Pleased to meet you, sahib Will. My master calls me Jeannie.

[w-zimmerman.livejournal.com]

Your... master?

[He most just looks surprised, but there may be a fair amount of rage bubbling beneath the surface at the idea of an intelligent being having a master.]