Ris found herself with an audience soon enough despite how she had noticed that there were a lot of other dancers allready working both poles and tables, not that she thought it was strange since she wasn't dancing for money but for true bliss which in her opinion always won, but that gave her added incentive to not toss all common sense out the window. After all, it wouldn't do to get too intense and have them pass out, that would just be rude. Instead Ris made her dancing more deliberate, more about giving pleasure than recieving it.<br/><br/>Turning her back to where Chloe was seated Ris took miniscule steps on the small platform but made it look like she was walking confidently away, stopping with the toe of her boots just next to the edge where she tilted her head back so that the unruly cascade of bluish black she called hair spilled down far along her spine before her head turned to gaze behind her. Her arms raised languidly sensually over her head, drawing down across her scalp and then over her shoulders to come to her back, caressing the lustrious material of her garb to the curves of her butt. With the back of her hands still pressed lightly to the upper curve Ris turned in a way that put particular emphasis on the sway of her hips, letting her hands cross her hips and as she rolled her hips while bending her knees  untill she was close enough to the floor to put her hands down and toss her head around, her hair flying like a wild cascade. Almost abruptly she arched her back like a cat and followed the motion up untill she was standing again, revealing a great deal about meticulous control over her muscles.<br/><br/>From there the pace picked up, hardly any part of her body being still again as Ris smoothly swirled in a stylistic mishmash of origins and traditions, some recognizable and some completely and utterly Diablerist in birth. And ever so perfectly she came to an end sitting on the platform edge with her legs crossed just as the song ended to blend with the next one. But by then Ris had gotten her fix and slipped the rest of the way down so her heels connected with the floor. Bowing slightly to her audience she spoke in a voice much huskier than normal for her.<br/>"Thank you for watching, I hope I didn't bore you."<br/>With a smile and gleaming horns Ris returned to her table where her companions congratulated her on holding back, only the very faintest of heart had passed out.<br/><br/>"Oh, I almost forgot, the ship relayed a message to us about a rendevouz point and can you believe it, it's actually here.<br/>Draile's voice sounded almost triumphant before he leaned back to take his cue from his de facto leader on this excursion.<br/>"Brilliant! Now we just need to find the other representatives, anyone of you see a sign?"<br/>Appearing oblivious was a racial trait, however not fully true, and the sullen Asari dancer that had followed Ris back rolled her eyes before she spoke.<br/>"They're right over there."<br/>"Oh, oh indeed, thank you."<br/>Ris motioned to her companions amiably before walking towards that particular table with a renewed vigour that made her hips sway the way her mother had taught her.