<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/78/Jaxom_%28v1%29.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">J</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">AXOM</span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">P</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">IERCE</span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;"><br/>          even though it feels like i've been here before      |      this love is like      |     something that makes us amateurs every time      |      ❋ (http://misscaeli.tumblr.com/post/17349919759)</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><em>don't keep me waiting, i've been up all night.</em><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">   » melinda </span></span><br/><hr/><br/>Jaxom couldn't help but smile, a little enviously, when he saw how Brie's eyes became a little distant when she caught sight of someone across P3. She'd never told him, of course, and he'd never asked, but it was easy for him to catch the tell-tale signs of a crush in his longtime friend.<br/><br/>Shrugging his shoulders, he weaved back into the crowd, sometimes dancing with other people from Unity, sometimes not. Their group had one of the booths along one side of the club, with all of them rotating in and out as they got tired, or got the urge to dance. There was a study flow of drinks coming to the table, as the group celebrated another successful tour; not much of a drinker himself, Jaxom kept to club soda and cola, sticking mostly to the dance floor and enjoying the freedom that came of dancing without routines and without choreography.<br/><br/>Some time later (it might have been hours, or maybe just one; Jaxom never really bothered to keep track, and usually gauged their time by how drunk his friends were), he safely delivered one of the girls back to the booth and wended his way through the throng of dancers once more. This time, he kept to himself - letting his arms and legs move with the music, his eyes flickering over the people around him to see if anyone was showing interest in dancing with a partner.<br/><br/>Nobody caught his eye until a pretty girl with an untutored, but graceful step came closer, catching his eye briefly before her eyes flickered downwards, her hands moving with the music. She wasn't as open as the girls he was used to - after all, they were dancers, all of them in Unity, and they weren't shy when it came to giving their bodies to their music - but it was charming all the same, and Jaxom found himself smiling and wanting to help her relax and have more fun. The dance floor was nowhere to feel nervous about looking good.<br/><br/>He leaned forward until he stood but mere inches away, waiting for her to look up at him before he smiled, a boyish curve of the lips that was very "boy next door" (or so Brie often teased).<strong>"May I?"</strong>He waited her permission before he settled his hands on her waist, sliding down until his fingers sat over her hips. He let himself listen and feel the music, then subtly shifted the way she was moving her hips, something more fluid that matched the way he was dancing, and then took up her hands.<br/><br/>The dance floor was no place for words, either, and he took the lead as the music shifted to a slightly faster pace, carefully showing her how to follow his steps with ease. He'd been dancing long enough that he could lead anybody, even someone with two left feet; dancing with a young woman who had an innate grace was a pleasure.