June 9th, 1891 — Sanditon Summer Opening Ball

Tae-min was greatly enjoying his time at the Sanditon Ball. With being stuck at Hogwarts for a majority of the year, he didn't often get to attend many events. Which was a shame since he did enjoy socializing. Tae-min had been conversing with some men who were in his academic circles when he caught sight of a young woman who seemed to be wistfully looking at the dance floor. Had no one asked her to dance? Such a shame when she looked so lovely in that dress!

Before really thinking about it, Tae-min excused himself and made his way over to the young woman. "Excuse me, would you do me the honour of joining me in a dance?" He asked with a smile, hoping she would not decline.

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hurling thread! MCAB, 17+

  

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Juliana had not been wistfully looking at the dance floor, but rather at the entrance to the lady's retiring tent beyond it. Camilla Lytton had disappeared into it some ten minutes prior, and while Jules could have gone and hunted her down, she was trying not to seem as though she was hovering. So many people treated Camilla as though she were fragile, since the death of her brother, and while she was a little fragile Jules was endeavoring not to act just the same as everyone else in that regard. She'd only come tonight to support Camilla, though, so every moment Camilla was out of sight was one that Jules found herself wondering what am I doing here?

And now someone was asking her to dance — and very well, he seemed nice enough, and his smile was genuine, so she didn't want to shoot him down out of hand. She also didn't particularly want to dance, however.

"I, ah — which kind of dance is next?" she asked, trying to listen in to the music. She'd never been particularly good at recognizing what type of dance accompanied which song, which meant often when she did dance she started off a beat or two behind as she struggled to realize what her partner's feet were doing and catch up.

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Prof. Marlowe Forfang

Jules

"A waltz, I believe," Tae-min replied when the young woman asked what kind of dance was next. There was a vague familiarity to the young woman but Tae-min didn't think too much about it. She looked about his age so they had probably been at Hogwarts at the same time. He often did vaguely recognize people that he might have seen once or twice in the halls or in classes years back.

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Oh goodness, a waltz. Juliana had never been particularly taken with any kind of dancing, but at least with some of the other dances if she made a mistake she could cover it by switching her feet quickly and getting back on step. Waltzing was different, with the gentleman so close. One wrong step and his boot would be squarely in the center of her foot, and she'd have only herself to blame for never bothering to become very good at dancing.

"I, ah — I'm not very good," Juliana said with a slight grimace, hoping this would deter him from pressing the issue.

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Prof. Marlowe Forfang

Jules

"That's quite all right, neither am I," Tae-min said in a mix of oblivious joviality. "But if you are really against a waltz, we could wait until the next one. I believe it's a quadrille." If she didn't want to at all then that would be fine too. But at the moment, Tae-min was under the assumption that she just disliked waltzing.

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They were pressing this, then. Juliana didn't have the heart to turn him down when he seemed so pleased, but how long had it been since she'd actually danced? Waltzing was probably preferable to a quadrille, ultimately. It might be a little uncomfortable to be up so close with a stranger, but at least if she got her toes stepped on by anyone (and she did mean anyone, given how out of practice she was — her feet could end up just about anywhere) it would be less forcefully.

"A waltz is fine," she decided, offering him a slight smile. "If you don't mind my lack of grace."

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Prof. Marlowe Forfang

Jules