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[katsudonfatale]

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.

Comments

[viktorymaker]

It wasn't anything too dramatic. [ Actually, it was pretty dramatic. But that's his life, I guess. Nothing if not dramatic! ] Just saying goodbye to someone before leaving St. Petersburg to fly to Japan.

[ He raises his own glass, looking at it as he speaks. ]

That never happened, by the way.

[katsudonfatale]

T-To Japan...?

[viktorymaker]

Yeah. I've been there, but not a lot. And this sounded like I would be moving there.

[katsudonfatale]

[ Why would THE Viktor Nikiforov even move to Japan ever???

Not that Yuuri wouldn't be thrilled, but that sounds like something straight out of his wildest fantasies. ]

Oh...

[ Sorry, he's... a little troubled, sorry. ]

[viktorymaker]

[ You apologized twice in the same sentence. Japanese MAX!]

It was like you said, it reminded me of a déjà vu.

[katsudonfatale]

But... it never happened before, right?

[ Viktor already told him that, but a little confirmation doesn't hurt. ]

[viktorymaker]

[ He shakes his head, taking another sip and reaching for the bottle for a refill. This is not how you drink wine. You'll have to forgive him. Also, he'll pour more wine into Yuuri's glass since he's joining him. Join him in unclassy!land. ]

Not like this. This person even had a name. He didn't want me to go, but he drove me to the airport even as he complained about it.

[katsudonfatale]

[ Yuuri is already too buzzed, bordering on drunk, to be self-aware or have any smidge of classiness left in him atm. ]

Chris groped me in my first one!

[viktorymaker]

Who is Chris?

. . . Was this what you remembered when we were stuck in the Retrospec building?

[ Or rather, was Yuuri thinking about being groped while they talked conspiracy theories? ]

[katsudonfatale]

Haha, I don't know him?

But I knew him in my vision! He was um, a competitor or something?

My rival, at any rate.

[ How to gauge how drunk Yuuri Katsuki is right now: By how many words he keeps saying while unasked. ]

And you were my master—I mean, my coach! But—

[ his voice gets a lot more deeper for this: ]

"The sin of keeping Viktor to myself was grave, the whole world was hoping for his return".

Or something like that, anyway.

[ Sorry, that didn't really answer your question, did it? ]

[viktorymaker]

[ N...o?

But he's interested anyway! ]

Hmmm. Keeping me to yourself, was it?

[katsudonfatale]

Thaaat's what he said.

[viktorymaker]

[ If he were actually sober, he might be more confused by this information! But as it is, he's not confused, just plain curious and amused. This is too good. ]

Wow! And he also said I was your master? Or your coach?

[katsudonfatale]

He said you were my master but I knew you were my coach.

[ Said all very very seriously. ]

[viktorymaker]

[ This is a very serious conversation! ]

The man I was talking to was my coach too. And I said he'd been the best coach. He was an old man, though. Definitely not my Master. What you're talking about is much more exciting.

[katsudonfatale]

[ Even while moderately drunk, Yuuri has enough shame to pretend to ignore that second part. ]

Y-Your coach?

What kind of coach?

[viktorymaker]

[ He wouldn't expect anything less from you! Or at least he wouldn't if he could bother having expectations from this conversation. As it is, he's just enjoying himself-- His expectations don't matter even to him. ]

I don't know. I said that and then he said I could never go back if I left. But I didn't pay attention to him, because I knew I had to do it.

[ Look at this person say this without a hint of sarcasm. Dramatic is his middle name. ]

[katsudonfatale]

[ Yuuri is taking this completely seriously. ]

Hmm...

Must have been something really important, then...

[ What are they even talking about anymore??? ]

[viktorymaker]

[ I doubt either of them knows, but isn't this how conversations work? Either way, they're both on the same wavelength right now. Wine, bringing people together since ????. ]

I'm sure it was. But I don't know what to make of it, so I've been ignoring it.

[katsudonfatale]

Mm, I know what you mean...

[viktorymaker]

[ Pouring the last of the wine! Here, you have some more too, Yuuri. ]

Do you know what kind of coach I was? Did I choreograph anything for you?

[katsudonfatale]

[ Thank you, he will. Also he shakes his head. ]

I don't know... I don't remember...

[viktorymaker]

[ He nods, setting the bottle back on the table just a little too hard. Whoops. ]

I wonder if I'll remember something about that too, or if this is all random. What do you think, Yuuri?

[katsudonfatale]

To be honest I've been doing my best not to think about it.

[viktorymaker]

It is surreal. As private investigators, we should be all over this, and yet...

[ He lifts up his glass to look at it. ]

Well, things will have to make sense eventually. I still think waiting and keeping our eyes open is the best we can do.