<div class="floatleft">(https://www.dhresource.com/260x260s/f2-albu-g4-M00-CF-D7-rBVaEVm2dACAFqNkAAEahK7FXcs926.jpg/luxury-detail-gold-embroidery-quinceanera.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Auden (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276238.msg13580676#msg13580676)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Ballroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Markus, Hudson<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Auden gave a sly grin the dark man's way when he regarded him. He swept an arm out wide and bowed his head; it was as close as he would get to a dramatic stage bow in this particular environment. "That's quite a compliment, Sir." He said quietly before Anubis slipped away.<br/><br/>Before long, he found himself curiously distracted by the unknown man's touch of his wing. He looked over his shoulder and studied what he could of the gentleman's features for a moment while pulling his glossy lips into a rather shy smile. The man towered over him and it made Auden feel even more the part he chose to play that evening. He turned to slide his manicured hand into Holden's and gave a little curtsy. "I would be delighted..." He responded aloud. His voice, like the rest of his presentation, did little to make his sex any easier known. It was soft and cool and easy on the ears like a jazzy contralto.<br/><br/>"You'll have to forgive me..." He started as they moved out to the floor. "I haven't done much dancing in my life." It was a true enough statement, but Auden was far more worried about letting someone else lead rather than stepping on any toes. He fit into the form easily enough, hands at the right spots, eyes kept on his partner's and off the floor... so the beginning was smoother than expected at least.