Maria leaned down over the railing from where she stood nearby on an abandoned porch. "My my, but only the lost little lambs end up in this neighborhood at night, don't you know monsters come out this late?" She teased, coming around and stepping forward. The woman was tall, taller in her heels, and staring down at her, with a smirk of a predator eyeing at prey.
"You could say that, yes. I have more than my fair share of experience on stage, as well." Maria smiles ever so gently, as though she were briefly recollecting a fond memory or two.
"My name is Maria, by the way. Maria Cadenzavna Eve. A pleasure."
Imagine Maverick attempting to teach Bradley how to dance the Laendler from The Sound of Music and Ice sees, surprising pretty much everyone with how smoothly he can dance.
And Maverick and Ice have been dancing around each other for months now, not wanting to admit that their feelings, this dance just shows how they can't hide their feelings any more...
So, at *that* moment when the dance gets more intimate and their faces are mere inches apart, so much so that if they just leaned a little bit forward...
But Maverick steps back with Ice still staring at him with that piercing gaze of his, and he tries a lame excuse, "I don't remember anymore."
Bradley comes out of nowhere, noticing in the typical little-kid fashion, "Your face is all red."
"Is it?" Mav asks, his hands going to his cheeks that suddenly feel hot and flushed. But still, he doesn't look away from Ice. "I don't think I'm used to dancing."
And Ice just smiles that little half-smirk of his, those blue eyes still so piercing.
i am anti luke castellan. i'm also anti chiron. and anti adult new rome population. and anti most other named adults in the series. frederick chase stays on thin ice. paul and sally should be ruling this universe. maybe naomi.