Danse des Petits Cygnes [Closed]

[serialskiller]

Who: Murderbot, Sarge, Dimitri and premier maître de ballet Fio
When: Early August
Where: A spot on the Sports Deck
Summary: Ballet Lessons
Warnings: None

A sunny afternoon on the sports deck, and Fio's first ballet lesson begins. Tall, broad, dangerous men (and Murderbot) have gathered to allow the child to teach them how to dance. Murderbot has taken off its hoodie and is in cargo pants and a t-shirt, the mechanical joints at wrists and elbows visible for once.

(It's quietly sure this is going to go horribly for it. But at least Sarge is going to suck at this too, riiiiight?)

Comments

[sabigoe]

Thankfully the lesson takes place in the afternoon, to allow Fio to sleep in for a few extra hours and be present at the sports deck before everyone else, like a responsible instructor. She doesn't want her new students to be aware of the nightmares that have been plaguing her recently.

With the lack of ballet slippers to go around, she stands barefoot, wearing a simple shirt and leggings for practice.

The smile she puts on is friendly, but awkward, being a newbie teacher. She claps her hands together, looking over... up, at her students. Three is actually feeling like a whole lot for her and it's nerve wracking. (Especially since they're all much older and towering over her! She'll ease up in a bit.)

"Um... is this everyone?"

[worthallthis]

Sarge... cannot make himself take off his boots, so he gets to do this in steel toes, though he is down to one layer of long-sleeved shirt instead of three, so there's that. His left hand is clearly metal, the plates from wrist to knuckle clicking restlessly.

And he looks probably as uncertain as Fio feels, but when she speaks, he does attempt to arrange his face in as neutral and non-threatening a way as possible. He's not interested in scaring young ladies.