<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4b/02/42/4b024225317d660c10c1354e6c9c80be.jpg)</div><strong>Where:</strong>Nevermore Dining Hall<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Nyx(m); Scarlet; open<br/><hr/><br/>Tara watched Nyx leave with a sense of disappointment. Maybe they just weren't all that social. From what they'd said about hiding all the time, Tara could see how a crowd might get upsetting. They were pretty cool, though, and T definitely hoped to see the pink puffball again.<br/><br/>Turning her attention back to Scarlet, she gently unwound the snake from around her finger. "Depends," she said with a grin. "If by 'dance', you mean 'get dressed up and thrash around making a fool of myself in front of a room full of people', then I'm your huckleberry. If you mean doing anything classy, or more'n barely synchronized to music? Nah. I always was a klutz, even when I was alive." A giggle leaked from her. "That's how I got here, even. Tripping over my own feet."