whattingawhat | 39th Slay [Voice || Action]

Filtered from Dawn

So the 14th was my little sister's birthday. We were kind of...zombified that day and then we were Depped and then...you get the point. So, I'm throwing her a birthday party today at my place. If you've talked to Dawn, met Dawn or even if you just want to come to a party, you're welcome.

Here's the deal, it's a funny hat party. So wear a funny hat and bring an ingredient to put in or on ice cream sundaes.

Directions are here. Show up around 6:00.

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[Action--fast forwarded to Dawn's birthday party. Threadjack, mill around, have fun]

[Buffy's been busy while Dawn was at work. She hung streamers, banners and gathered balloons. There's glitter confetti scattered all over the floor that's going to take years to get up. Most of the training equipment has been shoved off in a corner to make room for a mini dance floor. The bar at the kitchen is covered in various components for ice cream sundaes. The music is up loud enough to be heard but not so loud it has to be screamed over. Buffy is running around in a sundress, wearing one of those cheesy gag, knife through the head hats.]

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[Congratulations, Aya. You're now on the short list of people who have rendered Dawn speechless, even if only momentarily. She looks up to Aya, her emotions overwhelming and evident in her eyes in the way a few tears pool in them without falling free. Her lips curl into a soft smile, one that isn't guarded or a cover-up or a show, one that very few people ever see. And finally, after several moments, she flings her arms around his neck, holding him close.]

You're like, the best ever. You know that right? As in I have no clue how I got your attention or why you like me but I don't want it to ever end -- or die -- like the flower -- or an immortal.

[Aya catches her and holds her with a soft smile on his lips. He can tell that she likes his gift and the fact that she's happy means more to him than anything else.]

I'm glad you like it.

[She holds onto him a little longer than she should in a room full of other people. But she's pretty sure he doesn't mind at the moment. Before she pulls back completely, she presses soft kisses to his cheek and then his lips.]

I really, really, really love you, Aya. [She whispers the words against his lips and then takes a step back, looking down at the rose in her hands for another moment. Finally she slips it carefully into the box again and smiles her normal smile back up to Aya, the one that always has a little something behind it as if it's covering up how she really feels.]

So what would it take to get you to dance with me?

[He brushes her hair back from her face and smiles at her. He knows that smile but doesn't say anything, just letting her have a little privacy there.]

I imagine I'll agree if you just ask.

[She kind of loves it when he brushes her hair back. It's such an intimate gesture. Taking his hand in hers again, she gives it a light squeeze.]

Then Aya, would you do me the honor of a dance?

I would.

[He gives her hand a squeeze back before leading her out so he can dance with her as he's agree.]

[She walks behind him hand in hand to the floor space that Buffy had cleared for just this reason. The music was her and Buffy's style though, a modern pop-rock tune with a great dance beat to it. Dawn loves to dance, so the instant there's some clear space, she's swaying her hips and moving her body to the beat of the music.]

[Of course he's not much of a dancer. Except for some classical stuff. But what he does know is fighting. So when he starts to dance with her, he's actually fighting, it's so subtle that no one would actually know it but it does make him look like he is a very good dancer.

Funny thing about sword fighting. It's like a dance.]

[Dawn likes it, a lot. She's never seen him dance to this kind of music and she's impressed. His body moves well and he moves with her too. Also, seeing as they began with a masquerade ball, dancing with Aya holds a special place in her heart.]

You still dance like a pro.

Honestly, this kind of dancing wasn't really something I was ever good at...

[Which is the truth. Then again, he rarely ever lies in situations like this.]

Maybe because you never tried? Cause you're pretty good at it.

I tried this once when I was in high school. I ended up hiding in a corner because I was terrible.

[To the beat of the music, she moves closer to Aya. One arm comes up to wrap around his shoulders and she grins mischievously.]

So now we should just do it closer to each other and it'll be even better -- the opposite of terrible, even.

[He blinks back at her but doesn't miss a step.]

I was terrible at a lot of things back then.

[Dawn takes one of Aya's hands and places it on the curve where her waist meets her hip.]

That's hard to imagine. You're not so terrible at anything now.

[He smiles a little and it's obvious it's one of his awkward ones where he's just not sure what to say.]

I'm terrible at a lot of things actually.

Like what? Sewing? Cause nobody's good at that.

I can sew well enough to repair things. But that was only because I was dragged into a school play once...

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