DANCE!!! [mega open]

At 1 pm, several posters would appear on the walls all over the academy, all boasting the same picture of a little monkey in a suit with another monkey in a dress dancing together with DANCE!!! written along the top. Along the bottom was "A club for those who want to express themselves through movement and music! Meets weekly in the Ballroom at 3:30 pm!! All levels of dance skill welcome!!!!"

Wei returned to the ballroom with his laptop and a small speaker that he'd heard good things about, setting them up near the wall so that he could use the plug when his laptop inevitably got low on juice. Was it already low on juice? Who could say? He forgot to charge it when he turned it off for the night after searching the internet tirelessly for his favorite Chinese soap opera.

He could only find it subbed in English, which wasn't too obtrusive.

Finally he was set up. He checked his watch. It was only 3 pm. The actual meeting wouldn't be starting for another 40 minutes. He hoped someone would come. It disappointed him that there wasn't a club at the school already for dance, considering that there was a club for hosts and maids. Maybe he was just doomed to dance alone. That was fine. He had no problem learning cultural dances all on his own.

Well, aside from the ones that required a partner, of course.

The monkey trotted over to his laptop and found a song he recognized on Youtube. He drew his hands into his sleeves to simulate the long fabric the dancers usually had. As he spun and moved and made easy, self-assured laps around the ballroom.

As the appointed time came close, Wei let out a low sigh. Maybe this school just didn't have anyone that really liked to dance as much as he did. Though maybe he should have guessed that, considering how many of the students had weird, not-quite-humanoid body structures. It was hard to dance if your legs didn't bend the normal way.

So absorbed in his thoughts--if he didn't get members soon, would the club be disbanded? Would he be resigned to dancing alone and at those parties Sid would drag him to despite repeatedly reminding the drow that he was fifteen and no amount of fake ID would ever convince anyone otherwise, that he didn't notice when Stefan ran up beside him. Wei let out a small screech of surprise, skidding to a stop on the lap he was on.

Someone... came?

Someone came!!

The smile he gave Stefan was so bright and genuine he could almost feel it radiating from his face.

"That's... I mean, that's great! I didn't think anyone would come!" The monkey stretched. "I was just warming up a little bit. We can finish this lap, and then we can decide what to do for our first meeting once we get to my laptop over there." Wei said, pointing to his laptop that was playing a melodious Chinese tune that Wei didn't really recognize.

"How's that sound? Oh, I'm Wei Hu Sun by the way!"

"Well, because I put those flyers up a while ago and I've been waiting for a long time.. and when I thought about it it was weird for a school with some people who have weird legs to try to dance." Wei finished his lap and crawled over to the laptop, crossing his legs as he navigated around Youtube to find a nice long song for them to dance to.

Wei looked up in surprise, noticing the speakers mounted around the ballroom for the first time. He never noticed that the ballroom had a bunch of speakers hooked up all around like that. Despite how much he wanted to have music playing from those speakers, he really didn't know how to set it up.

"No, I don't have it set up. I don't know how to do it..." He admitted, turning back to the screen as he tried to decide on a relatively fun dance. Oh! He should ask his first member (oh man, that made his belly tingle). "What kinds of dance do you like?"

Wei watched the boy as he floated off--he couldn't help but remember that if he had been about a year younger, the sight of someone flying would have sent him into a fit of amazement and panic, but now it had just become life--as his eyes traced around the walls before gesturing to a place in the wall.

The boy picked up his laptop and passed it off to Stefan so he could set up the system. "I like Hip Hop and Swing too." When he mentioned street dancing, Wei got excited. "I love street dancing! I used to watch people do it all the time!" Sweet memories flowed through his head of sneaking out late at night and settling himself on the lip of a building that overlooked a park (or if he was feeling really brave, a nearby tree) and watching teens street dance with other teams of teenagers as a method of securing turf.

He liked it better than fighting. It was much funner to watch if nothing else.

"Personally, I just like any dance that gives me a lot of opportunity to move around... but I also really like traditional Chinese dancing, even though that's slow..." The monkey shrugged and stretched his arms, rotating his shoulders in preparation. "Really energetic dances require a lot of coordination, but I think it'd be fun to try them out anyway. What do you think?"

Wei watched as Stefan set up the sound system, and was delighted when the music from his laptop echoed all around the room and filled it with the perfect amount of ambient sound. It was hard for the boy to resist dancing without his new member in eager laps all around the ballroom! He had to physically fight the urge to get his body moving with so much adrenaline in his system it almost made him dizzy!

Stefan said something about only liking to dance a slow dance if he had the chance to have a girl's boobs pressed to his chest, which Wei wasn't sure if he should tactfully pretend to have no heard or not.

Oh, he'll remember it. Eventually the Dance Club will have to perform in a show that required slow dancing and he'd bring it up. He just had to wait. Only time would tell.

With a laugh, the monkey took a small step back as an energetic swing beat began to echo about the ballroom. "Well, is guess it's Swing first." With all the flips that swing involved, he couldn't imagine himself ever hating it. He reached out to take both of Stephan's hands, his relatively small legs easily tapping out an excited Swing jig.