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When; July 3rd, afternoon.
Rating; PG
Characters; Nate Grey![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
psichotic and Hong Mei hundredflowers
Summary; Nate gives Hong Mei her second dancing lesson with his ganked dancing skills.
Log; Since their last dance lesson, Nate had gone out and gotten some more dance skills, even wandering around to find people who actually knew how to teach. Sometimes it was great to be a telepath.
That still didn't mean he wasn't nervous. It was just lessons and nothing more but it wasn't the sort of thing that Nate really did. Of course, the sort of things Nate normally did weren't the sorts of things most people enjoyed. Nor did he honestly want to go through his last few years of his existence fighting and running for his life.
So, he would start with this. And he liked talking to Hong Mei. He felt like she wouldn't think he was crazy for being so paranoid or confused in a world so different from his own. Or maybe she was just pretty and he wanted her to think that, who knew.
Either way, as he waited for her by the fountain, he was nervous but looking forward to this.
Rating; PG
Characters; Nate Grey
psichotic and Hong Mei hundredflowersSummary; Nate gives Hong Mei her second dancing lesson with his ganked dancing skills.
Log; Since their last dance lesson, Nate had gone out and gotten some more dance skills, even wandering around to find people who actually knew how to teach. Sometimes it was great to be a telepath.
That still didn't mean he wasn't nervous. It was just lessons and nothing more but it wasn't the sort of thing that Nate really did. Of course, the sort of things Nate normally did weren't the sorts of things most people enjoyed. Nor did he honestly want to go through his last few years of his existence fighting and running for his life.
So, he would start with this. And he liked talking to Hong Mei. He felt like she wouldn't think he was crazy for being so paranoid or confused in a world so different from his own. Or maybe she was just pretty and he wanted her to think that, who knew.
Either way, as he waited for her by the fountain, he was nervous but looking forward to this.