Characters:Ahiru (
would_be_knight) and Fakir (
wings_of_hope)
Location: Their apartment in DCH
Rating: G
Time: December 8th, sometime after morning training
Description: Dancing!
The kitchen was far from an ideal place to pratice ballet, but Fakir had to admit that Ahiru had chosen pretty well, considering the options available. Mr. Cat never had started a dance studio during his time in Death City, so the hard floor of the kitchen would have to do.
It had been too long since Fakir had danced; since arriving in Death City, he'd hardly felt he could spare the time. The war was what obstructed them from getting home, so Fakir's first thought was always on that. He spent more time training, these days.
All the same, he didn't like the thought of falling behind. He'd taken pride in the skills he'd developed at home. And anyway, it wasn't like he disliked dancing.
Donning the clothes he wore for training--which he had bought for their similarity to the black clothes he wore as a knight at home--he headed to the kitchen to join Ahiru in practicing.