(semi-open) hello stranger

[softshoes]

Who ⬤ Yujin Mikotoba & friends, old and new
What ⬤ Closed & open substory, mingle, & mini-event prompts
When ⬤ July
Where ⬤ Around Jigoku-cho
Content Warnings ⬤ n/a for now
Notes ⬤ spoilers marked, please see Mikotoba's spoiler opt-out; if you'd like a custom starter / want to wildcard hmu via PM or at smithsyndicate!

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[medicative]

I don't believe we have any appointments until later. We can certainly observe you for the time being.

[does she need to go and start taking notes....carry it away, Yujin.]

...what am I looking for, precisely?

[softshoes]

It's, ah.

[He steps back. Actually, he slides back, his arms spread wide.]

You may think it preposterous. But I'm compelled to dance. I feel no other side effects. No euphoria or restlessness or other [ahem] other urges, simply the overwhelming need to continue dancing. [he's tapping out a very simple rhythm on the soles of his feet, then hops, heels clicking on the floor below as he lands neatly.

Somehow he doesn't seem upset about this. In fact he's a bit bemused. He does really love to dance.]

Care to join me, Doctor?

[medicative]

[she's watching him with an amused expression, clearly not seeing this as anything harmful or worth stopping. there's some joke to be made here about the dancing plague, but it's hard to form it when he just seems happy. so instead she grins, an eyebrow raising.]

If I join you, aren't I forsaking my observational duties, Professor?

[that's not a no, though.]

[softshoes]

[With a flourish of his feet-- heel, slide, step-tap-- Mikotoba extends his hand to Emily.]

My dear woman. It'll be much more fun to be an active observer, wouldn't you agree?

[Using his free hand he tips his hat to her.]

[medicative]

[well. she can't really argue with that logic, and chuckling, she takes the extended hand.]

You'll have to teach me a few steps so I can keep up.

[she's a quick learner, though.]

[softshoes]

But you already carry yourself like a dancer, it seems. Do you at all, madam?

[He pulls her away from the desk by the hand. It's silly, dancing in the middle of the clinic hallway, but it really only takes a little bit of compulsion from the stardust to do away with the last of what's holding him back from it. He could use a break. So could she.]

If not, tap is remarkably easy to pick up.

[medicative]

I do, but more on the side of basic ballet and ballroom than tap.

[a few idle lessons, a few social events as a child, and a desire to learn. her repertoire isn't immense, but there's something there.]