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[huffpuffblonde]

Rose was starting to get used to this place. Navigating the corridors and... spending entirely too much time than was really appropriate in the elevator, pressing buttons. It wasn't bad, all things considered. A bit like the TARDIS, in that it seemed to be annoyingly larger on the inside, with anything you could possibly want to do installed in it

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[onlytheblue]

'Used to' is such an ugly term. He's here, he's not done exploring it, he's not really any closer than when he arrived to getting out...but he's gotten familiar with the danger zones, and the way things work in the Hotel. He won't call it used to, he'll call it 'familiar'.

It's the music that catches his attention, really, because it's such a difference from most of the sounds in the rooms nearby. Naturally he wanders to the door and, upon seeing who it is, lurks.

[huffpuffblonde]

She's not particularly entertaining, swaying around like she's got an imaginary partner, hands in the right positions. Her brow creases a bit as she frowns, trying to remember the steps but probably failing miserably.

[onlytheblue]

No, not necessarily entertaining. Entertaining isn't the word he'd use for it if he had to...but he likes it nonetheless. "It's easier with two.'

[huffpuffblonde]

She blinks, jerking gently out of her focus, turning to face him from where he hovered, lurking by the door. She brushed down her shirt, smoothed her hands on her thighs. "Oh. Hey. Didn't know you were there."

Have a tiny smile. "Come on, then. Show us how."

[experiencedlove]

Caprica, on the other hand, hasn't yet had time to get used to the hotel. The halls sometimes turn in strange directions, indistinguishable one from the other, until she finds herself keeping one hand on the wall as a guide, as if in a maze. She's already learned what this place is, what it brings others here to do, and that she can't expect to be returned to her home at any point in the near future.

But she is, as always, one to take things in stride. The sound of music draws her, a man's tenor voice, and she slides her fingers along the wall as she walks, till she encounters the ridge of a doorframe. Only then does she look up, taking in the sight before her - the soft lighting, setting an immediate, relaxing mood, and the woman moving in time with the song. Awkward Rose might be, but Caprica can't quite help but be a little charmed, a little drawn in.

She allows herself a few moments to watch in silence before her own curiosity moves her to speak, her eyes and posture alight with interest. "That's a lovely piece of music."

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[huffpuffblonde]

Rose is mid-sway when the voice from behind her startles her still, and she turns around, lips parted as she fumbles for an excuse. Normal people usually didn't dance by themselves in the middle of an empty dance floor. "Oh- I was just..."

She scratches the back of her neck, and... rather drops the ball. "Dancing alone like an idiot."

She grinned a little, hooking her thumbs through her pockets. "It's pretty brilliant, yeah. A friend of mine used to play it, back home. I was feeling a bit nostalgic, so I flipped it on. D'you- you don't mind? I wasn't... bothering you or anything?"

She couldn't really count on the density of the walls, or what part of this place might be connected to the other end of the stereo wires. This place was a bit of a mystery, and not the least bit random, and the last thing she needed to do is bug people in a place she's trapped.

[ooc: We'll just play it, see how it goes! I'm not adverse to either as long as you're not, and edit away. I'm an editchamp myself, haha.]

[experiencedlove]

Caprica smiles, genuinely but fleetingly, the expression brief as a flicker of sunlight through a veil of clouds. "You looked like you were enjoying yourself. I should apologize for interrupting."

She takes a moment to look the other woman over - young, with hair a shade or two darker blonde than her own. Her accent reminds Caprica a little of Gaius, but (perhaps fortunately) the resemblance ends there.

At the question, her gaze lifts, and she shakes her head. "Not at all. I was only walking down the hall when I heard it." She smiles again, softer and almost apologetic. "I haven't been here long. I was getting to know the place."

There's still so much she doesn't know, she feels.

[ OOC: Works for me! ]

[huffpuffblonde]

"Nah, no need to apologize. Better with two people." She waves a hand away, heading over toward the empty, polished bar against the wall. She leans against it, resting her elbows on while she studies the other woman, in a way that's more friendly than scrutinizing, she hopes.

She nods knowingly. This place had an unfortunate tendency to suck you in without warning and leave you to figure it all out by yourself. Fortunately, Rose had a bit of experience in the area, it helped her adapt a bit. A lot of others might not, and it was terribly rude to kidnap the unsuspecting. "It can be a bit intimidating, but once you get used to it, this place is mostly harmless. Usually. I'm a bit new myself, for what it's worth, but I've got a few tips, if you'd like."

[rude_not_ginger]

"One of my favorites," he said, leaning against the doorway and watching her.

[huffpuffblonde]

She glanced up, surprisingly not as startled as she should have been, and looped her thumbs through her back pockets. She gave him a tiny, tight smile. "Thought I heard it from somewhere. Must've been you."

She shifted onto the other leg, glancing at the stereo and then back to him. "I can't remember what song it was, last time, but I remember you had bigger feet. Dunno how you managed to dance in those boots."