Open: it's time now to sing out though the story never ends

[vineleaves]

[This is being posted early, but it is meant to be occurring on the one year anniversary of Dionysus arriving at the mansion.]

There's a room in the mansion Dionysus discovered somewhat recently that is, for lack of anything better to call it, a dance studio. Shiny hardwood floors, one long wall of mirror, the opposite wall featuring a mounted barre. If anyone happens to be walking by it today, the open door might catch their attention, as Dionysus has his cd player set up playing music, which he is dancing to at the moment. He's wearing a pair of gauzy, loose pants that sit low on his hips, complete with a gold belt with dangling chains that serve to help emphasize his movements. His hair is pulled up into a messy bun, finally long enough that he can get all of it up with only a minimum of strands sticking out oddly.

He has been here for a whole year. To be fair, he's only slightly certain he's got the date correct, but even if it hasn't been a full year to the exact minute or whatever, it's close enough. A whole year. A year trapped, held prisoner for some unknown reason, unable to break out, kept away from all of his friends and family. A year in which he has been given the wonderful opportunity to meet people he couldn't possibly imagine living without now, in a place where anything, even stopping death, is possible.

Dionysus is fairly zoned out as he dances, so if anyone decides to duck in and say hello, it might take him a while before he notices.

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[futaille]

Grantaire has decided on an experiment. Namely to wander the mansion for a bit with no particular aim in mind and see if he can end up finding something interesting.

As he happens by the room, he realizes that that experiment paid off beyond his wildest dreams and he will clearly need to replicate it sometime.

But he doesn't want to interrupt just yet, so instead, he crosses his arms, leans on the doorframe, and admires.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus doesn't notice for a while, but eventually near the end of the song, he does happen to open his eyes and catch Grantaire's reflection in the mirror. He smiles and immediately goes over to greet him with a kiss. "Were you standing there for a long time?"

[futaille]

"Long enough to enjoy it, certainly."

[vineleaves]

He laughs. "Oh good, I would hate for you to have been here so long you didn't enjoy it."

[futaille]

"Oh, cher, I don't think that length of time exists."

[vineleaves]

"Good to know." He gives him another kiss.

[futaille]

"You should teach me that dance."

[papadopoulos]

Hopefully he's not zoned out enough to notice some accompaniment to his dance music. Apollo slips in without announcing himself and settles up against a wall, playing some sort of harmonizing melody along with Dionysus' choice of song.

[vineleaves]

He knew Apollo was there even before he started playing, but the only acknowledgement he makes is to open his eyes for a split second and nod before he goes right back into it.

[papadopoulos]

Apollo gives him a small smile and continues just what he was doing before.

[vineleaves]

That song ends, and he dances to the next song on the cd as well before he finally turns it off and goes to flop on the floor beside his brother.

[papadopoulos]

He grins and stops playing, then. "Hey."

[vineleaves]

"Hey."

[quote_gentle_unquote]

Susan watches from the doorway as he dances for a long few moments, transfixed, before clearing her throat to let him know that she's there.

[vineleaves]

He turns at that and smiles at her. "Susan! Hello dear!"

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"Good day, Bacchus."

[vineleaves]

"How are you?" he asks, going over to the cd player to turn the music off for now.

[quote_gentle_unquote]

"I'm just fine, thank you. What sort of dance was that?"

[vineleaves]

"Oh, ah, belly dancing." He points to his own belly, as if that's some kind of emphasis.

[temnota]

Though it had been quite some time since Aleksander had devoted attention to his thoughts of conducting dance classes, it was still something he wanted to do. Feeling the dance to dance, even if it was only by himself, he went looking for the studio he'd found so many months ago. Upon hearing music, he cautiously peered inside and was delighted to see Dionysus had clearly had the same idea.

He watched him for a few moments, enthralled by his grace and form. When the song ended, he applauded enthusiastically.

[vineleaves]

Dionysus didn't even realize he was being watched, and laughs a bit, startled, but bows dramatically nonetheless before going over to give him a hug. "I didn't even know you were standing there, I'm sorry dear."

[temnota]

Aleksander returned the hug happily then kissed Dionysus on the cheek. "It is all right. It felt wrong to disturb you in the middle of your dance so I wanted to wait for the right moment."

[vineleaves]

"You could have joined me!"

[temnota]

"I've seen many dances but nothing quite like this one," Aleksander said a little sheepishly. "What is it called?"

[vineleaves]

"Belly dancing!" He gestures to his tummy as he does a belly roll.