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WHO: Yuuri and anybody who signed up for Zumba! (it's okay to handwave/offscreen that your character signed up!)
WHERE: Dance!!! Studio
WHEN: Backdated to Saturday morning on the 18th
WHAT: ZUMBA!!!
WARNINGS: None, but will update if necessary

The class will start with Yuuri giving a short introduction on Zumba, what the format of the class will be like, and letting everyone briefly introduce themselves (tell us your name and something about you we should know). After that comes the warm-up and then the real fun starts! Music will be playing loud, and everyone will be moving a lot, but that doesn't mean conversations can't happen (it's just not a very smart choice). Also, Yuuri will be demonstrating both low and high impact versions of the same steps so everyone can work at their own pace. If you get tired, it's totally okay to take a break or just stay in place marching! This is a no-judgment zone.

Since this is the first class, the steps will be easy to follow, so everyone can start getting the hang of things little by little.

Overall there will be around 10-12 songs, including both warm-up and cool-down (and alternating with high and low intensity). There'll also be lots of clapping and cheering after every song and at the end of the class.

tl;dr: It's going to be fun, noisy, and high energy. This is meant as a general Zumba mingle, so feel free to have prompts at any point before, during, or even after the class.

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[HE'S DANCING, HE'S DANCING. Is he even enjoying it at this point or is he just in it to win it?! (It's definitely the latter.)

In any case, he can't let Yato continue to exist on this plane of reality now that he's insulted his fashionably baggy workout clothes.]

Excuse you, it's loose-fit and it's chic. And if you're gonna call anyone here old, I think the guy to your left deserves it way more!

[To his left, where a mirror is... That also may be an attempted hipcheck coming Yato's way HEY, HELLO.]

[ Like a sucker, Yato looks to his left and instantly realizes his mistake. He sees a flash of Kashuu coming in for a bump a little too late. He can't avoid it, but he can twist and reach to snare Kashuu before he can get away.

He may be self-conscious about his sweatiness, but he will absolutely weaponize it if it will get him the upper hand. ]

If you wanted to partner up, you only had to ask.

[ this is not zumba ]

[Oh god he made a mistake, he made a huge mistake--

You know that classic Studio Ghibli Running Pose™? This one? That's basically Kiyomitsu's exact posture right now. The only difference is he's not running, he only wants to run.]

Hey, hey, hey! This is zumba, not tango! Don't make things up as you go—!

[The last thing he wants in life right now or ever or in any life is to feel a veritable stranger's sweat seeping through his fashionably baggy workout sweater. SAVE HIM.

Save both of them, actually, since a few rando NPCs nearby are pausing in their own workout like they're actually expecting a dance performance here.]

[ Yato soaks up the attention. If anyone thought spectators would make him second-guess his life decisions, they were sorely mistaken; it only makes him stronger. He grabs Kashuu's raised hands and with his still sweaty ones and fixes them into a standard tango posture. He will drag Kashuu into the dance if he has to. ]

Dance is about what your body feels, not what anybody else says it should feel. And my body feels the tango!

[ He appropriates the zumba music into a tango beat and attempts to lead Kashuu into a dance. Lack of cooperation will result in stomped-on feet. ]

I'll show you what it means to be taught by Señor Buen Bailarín!

[ who ]

[He could only hope and pray that spectators would dissuade this madman but no, luck is not on his side today... HE DIDN'T WANT TO CATCH THESE SWEATY HANDS.]

My body feels like it needs a shower!

[And his feet need a doctor since they're probably stomped on a good few times before he realizes that escape is a distant dream. Once he does realize that, he switches tactics--!! No longer trying to flee, but now trying to strong-arm Yato into taking the passive role so he can take the lead instead. Might as well shine bright like a sweaty diamond, right? He's not going to be one-upped on the dance floor if people are watching, okay.]

—And I said don't make things up as you go!!

[There is no Señor Buen Bailarín you can't fool him.]

[ You'll hurt Señor Bailarín's feelings, Kashuu...

Yato feels the change in Kashuu's demeanor instantly. Is Kashuu finally getting serious? How fun. Yato is forced to follow the lead to avoid his feet being trampled on... but not for long. When Kashuu inevitably advances, Yato braces one foot backward, grips Kashuu tightly, and twists, swinging Kashuu around with him and into a low dip. As he holds that position, Yato winks at Kashuu and says in a low, playful voice only meant for Kashuu's ears... ]

Things are getting hot 'n' heavy between us, huh?

[Ah, damn, there goes his solid lead?! Circling down the drain just like Señor Bailarín's feelings.

But Kashuu, determined now to look as Suave and Stylish as possible in front of the growing crowd, manages to shift with the dip so that it looks less like he was surprised into it and more like he totally did that on purpose. He poses with his leg out and everything, just like a model! And then, in time to nonexistent tango but very existent zumba beats, he raises one hand to gently cup Yato's sweaty cheek and whispers a sultry:]

It's because you're sweating so much that it's like standing in a sauna even three feet away from you.

[Before attempting to aggressively stand upright again and push Yato back into a spin.]

[ Yato is going to stab this bastard the moment Anya isn't around to hear the screams.

Yato twirls prettily, even posing with an outthrown arm at the end of the spin. The crowd ooh's and claps appreciatively. When he coils back into Kashuu's sweet embrace, Yato very smoothly... very gracefully... headbutts him. ]

Whoops! Good gosh, I'm so clumsy!

Ow—!

[A SURPRISE ATTACK - it's highly effective!! Kashuu almost reflexively drops Yato but actually manages to hold on. The power of not wanting to look like a dweeb in front of other people... (Who are appropriately gasping and murmuring out vague noises of concern and then cheering these dipshits on. They don't deserve this, please go back to the lesson...)

He's hissing through his teeth and covertly checking the nearest mirror to make sure he's not bleeding before going for one of the dread partner lifts. On the plus side, he actually does have muscles under his baggy sweater, so they (probably) won't both collapse and die.]

You can't be gross and a klutz. Pick one!

They're not mutually exclusive, jerkass!

[ Thanks to poverty, Yato is not as heavy as he could be. But he's no weakling himself -- his jobs usually involve a healthy dose of physical labor. So when Kashuu lifts him, when most partners would politely swing themselves up and down and be done with it, Yato gets a good leap into Kashuu's arms, hangs on, and simply does not let go. He gets a crushing grip around Kashuu's neck and shoulders, strikes a fabulous arrangement with his legs, leans over hard, and stares Kashuu right in the eyes from a few inches away. Daring this rude asshole to drop him.

It's a difficult pose for Yato to hold, but he will absolutely hold it like his life depends on it. His arms and body may shake, but he refuses to yield before Kashuu. But hey, at least the music is almost at an end... ]

[Another mistake. But while Kashuu is a rude asshole, he's not so much of one that he'd drop someone in the middle of a dance! ...That, and it'd also make him look bad if he did. Dammit Yato, stop putting him into these situations.

He struggles to readjust his grip and balance and after the initial shock, he stares right back, not shying away from this-- whatever it is. This weird unspoken challenge between a couple of punks?? He's also definitely starting to shake as the music winds down, but he refuses to budge first... Their little audience bursts into applause! The next song is starting up, drawing some of them back to the proper lesson! And yet here Kashuu stands, hands locked around Yato's torso, leaning backward ever so slightly both to maintain the pose and to avoid sweat dripping into his face. Though by now, he's also broken a sweat, so he has no room to judge.]

Put your legs down already, dammit...!

[ A few people are starting to look at them strangely now that the next song has started and these two are still locked in this pose. But Yato holds for a few... more.... seconds... out... of... spite...

Before finally swinging himself down. Ow?? Ow. He tries not to hunch over and nurse his abs too much. ]

Not so fresh-faced now, huh? That's more like it.

[ Yato was already saturated with sweat before so honestly he probably doesn't look much... different... ]

[Meanwhile, he takes a moment to cradle his own arms a little, muttering a little ow, ow under his breath. Those are gonna be sore in the morning... They didn't even fully escape from the judging eye of the public because Yato had to go be a spiteful punk! What a lose-lose situation.]

I can't believe you made me break a sweat! You're the worst. Is being sweaty on your own not good enough for you or something? Geez...!

[WHINE WHINE WHINE as he delicately dabs at his face with the sleeves of his sweater. Apparently he's forgotten about his discarded towel...]

[ UUUUUUGGGGHHHH SHUT UP ABOUT THE SWEAT. ]

God, I hate you so much! Who comes to an exercise class not intending to sweat?! What are you here for?!

There's a difference between sweating and sweating! [What.] And I didn't come here to get some super thorough workout anyway, okay? I came 'cause Anya and Yuri and their friends put so much thought and time into this!

[HE ZUMBA'D ON HIS OWN OKAY just not to the level of becoming drenched in sweat... Exercise is something he very selectively participates in.]

You idiot!! If they put their heart and soul into this class and you can't even leave a little sweat at the altar of their devotion, then you may as well be personally pooping on their hopes and dreams!!

[ anya and yuri definitely don't care about kashuu's sweat... ]

[THEY DEFINITELY DON'T and if they did he'd be a little concerned.]

Are you the kind of person who thinks it's romantic to leave pieces of hair in your crush's locker or something? That's gross! It's the attendance that's important, not the sweat.

[Somehow, he miraculously manages to bite his tongue and not say "you gave enough for all of us anyway". Only because he does finally remember his towel and is trotting off to pick it up again, though.]

Don't be stupid! Who would find that romantic?

[ Kashuu knows Yato better than Yato knows himself... He hasn't had anyone to be romantic toward yet, but. Someday. Someday, Yato will break into his crush's room and poster it with a hundred selfies. ]

Forget it. I guess that's just the difference between you and me. [ They're separated by an ocean... of sweat. ] I don't know why Yasu puts up with a superficial jerk like you...

[When that day comes Kashuu will appear from on high, gently whispering I told you so, Sweaty Sweatyson into the wind.

For now, he just makes a displeased noise as he finishes toweling himself off. Annoyingly, he actually manages to look pretty fresh-faced even though his arms are still sore and he's still lowkey catching his breath...]

Oh, I dunno. Maybe for the same reasons he puts up with a gross, sweaty old guy who doesn't know what personal space means. [KASHUU YOU'RE ALMOST THE SAME AGE.

...] And don't say that like he's the one having a hard time here when I've gotta deal with him.

[That statement loses some of its oomph when tacked on as an afterthought... It's hard to be properly tsun when you're feeling offended!!]

How dare you! Yasu is the best!

[ He gives Yato access to FREE KENDO!! And is lots of fun to hang out with even if his thought processes can be something of an enigma... and he's a cheeky little bastard... also a gigantic punk... ok so Yato might see why a hard time might be had ]

And stop calling me old! What's up with that?! We have to be nearly the same age!

The best in what world, huh? You're not the one who has to deal with him leaving his sandwiches out on the counter all day!

[For now, at least... APPARENTLY THAT WILL CHANGE SOON.

Anyway he's rudely wrinkling his nose at the suggestion that they're nearly the same age. Wow... As if this guy who dresses like a bum could be a hip and fashionably fresh 20 year old.]

Yeah? How old are you?

[THE CLASS IS PROGRESSING AROUND THEM but Kashuu is not budging until he learns this.]

-- He does what?! Sandwich presents sound like heaven! What are you complaining about, you bastard?!

[ Yato will eat them all? He sees no problem with half-eaten mystery sandwiches. In fact, he is fantasizing about eating them already... ]

I'm 21, for your information! Isn't it obvious?

[ how ]

It's not a present! It's food he forgets to finish and just leaves out!

[Having Yato around might be a good thing though, if only because he'll apparently just hoover up all of the food Yamato leaves out around the house... Good work, Yato.

Also, just. The most dubious look.]

I don't believe you.

[WHY.]

[ He returns Kashuu's dubious look with a raised eyebrow. ]

And why not?

[ What the hell age could Yato possibly be if not 21-ish... ]

'Cause someone who acts like you definitely has to be like, sixteen.

[SWINGING FROM ONE END OF THE AGE SPECTRUM TO THE OTHER just to get another insult in, incredible. It's like verbal acrobatics here.

But really, Yato doesn't actually look older than that despite Kashuu's claims that he's a goobery old dude, and not even he's rude enough to pretend to see wrinkles or something. Even though UNLIKE KASHUU HIMSELF, Yato probably wouldn't... care... No one would.]

Edited 2017-02-28 09:00 (UTC)

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