We're Here, Let's Dance (Invite)

[Daemon]

Daemon had walked up from the Lake looking for her. Looking for Persephone because he knew that being with her would make everything better, but so far he couldn't find her, and in desperation, he sent her an owl to come and meet him down here.

Nervously he paced back and fourth and ran his hands through his hair and then put them in his pockets. Unconsciously he smoothed his shirt and then his hear again. He couldn't stand still and he couldn't wait for her to arrive.

He needed to talk to her, and he knew that she was the only person in the castle that could tell him what he needed to know. He wanted to ask her if what he'd done was right, but he feared that she would tell him now, that he'd messed up the whole thing and that she would spurn him as well. He didn't think he could take that, and he paced even faster and further around the empty Dance Hall.

[~Persephone~]

Persephone had found herself walking down the Dance Hall. She'd always found the soft music that played there at all times to be soothing and calming. For some odd reason it just seemed to draw her now, and she was slightly suprized by that. More often than not, she tried to stay away from the Dance Hall in the erie hours of the night. It just gave her the spooks being down there, and it reminded her of every horror movied she'd ever seen.

She was almost there when an owl found her, and she read the letter adressed to her. Daemon was down her, and she figured that was why she'd been drawn to here. Still, it was slightly freaky and she pulled out her wand in response to instinct. After that night in the Graveyard she was wary about everything that seemed a little odd.

When she saw Daemon pacing back and forth, she got worried. She'd never seen him so distrought, and she only hoped that nothing was seriously wrong. She wasn't stupid enough to think that that was so, and walked closer to him.

His violet eyes looked desperate, and she searched them trying to find some hint to what was so obviously wrong. She could find nothing, and she sighed inwordly. She could read Daemon well, but if he didn't want her to read him, he could block her out so completly.

"You wanted to see me Daemon?"

[Daemon]

He looked up at her arrival. She seemed confused by his request, and he really couldn't blame her. If he'd been suddenly sent an owl to come meet her in the Dance Hall, he would have suspected something was up, and Seph had even more of a reason to be suspicious than he did. Maybe he should have just come and found her without the owl.

At her question though, he didn't exactly know what to say. He wanted to say so many things, and all of them at the same time, but he couldn't manage to get a single one out of his mouth. He tried three times, and on the fourth decided it would be ok to ask her to dance and then maybe explain things from there.

"Do you want to dance?"

It was a simple question, but the look in his eyes was haunted and hurt. He only hoped she didn't reject him.

[~Persephone~]

"Um...sure."

The question cought her off guard. To be asked to dance, well, that was most deffinetly what she was not expecting. Still, she didn't refuse him. She was partly curious where this was all going.

Guys...are weird. They make these jumps that I don't think girls are capable of. I mean, when girls jump from subject to subject, at least there's some kind of link...

[Daemon]

ooc: Sorry this is so late, Sephe.

bic:

Daemon walked towards Persephone. She was short, but it didn't make for such an awkward eight distance...although he was about 6'6 and she stood only five foot. When he placed his hands on her hips, and the music led them to the dance, everything felt a little better. It felt sorta like a movie, too surreal to be real.

"Persephone, do you think it's right to tell someone you don't like them when you like someone else, but you know it'll hurt them?"