What's one of the best exercise to keep me cheerful? I love to dance! -- Anon Guest
"That's what you call dancing?" boggled Sparky Tae. "That's... uhm... novel."
Scrubber Naev came to a safe and stable halt, shutting off the music with a tap to their datareader vambrace. "Okay. So what would you call it?"
"Advanced parkour acrobatics whilst impersonating a Muppet on fire," said Tae.
Naev almost fell off the horizontal bar, she was laughing so hard. As it was, she awkwardly returned to the floor, clinging to her 'play set' for support. "Okay, so gymnastic pole dancing is a little out there, but... Muppet on fire?"
"Yeah, like... if a Muppet was real and could move with those wibbly wobbly felt arms and legs." Tae attempted to impersonate the flailing. "And if they were on fire and panicking."
"Speed is part of the performance," Naev argued. "So's using your limbs as part of impetus control. Bounding and rebounding into the next sweep. It's all very technical and half the terms won't sound like real words to you."
Tae held up her own datareader so Naev could see the video Tae had recorded. It was Naev's last dance. Naev watched with increasing consternation.
"Okay. I can see I actually resemble that remark. Damn it." She threw off a few giggle fits. "Muppet on fire... Powers damn it."
"I didn't make you self-conscious, did I?"
"I am going to have to slow it down a bit while I get over that description. I don't want to strain or break something mid-fling." Tae fought another bout of giggles and lost terribly. "...you have a way with words."
"Yours is heaps better than my Moldsmal impersonation."
Naev had to call her dance session short because of that gale of laughter.
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