for aibou | that a ghost should be so practical

[dragonizing]

[ masamune's been around the studio ( and the lifestyle ) enough times to familiarize himself with the way idols moved. he had a knack for movement, in the first place--an eye, if one wanted to be funny. his competitive nature is just a good way to introduce him to things, and--well, let's just say it's one half of the reason he finds himself here now, hands in his pocket and face looking ready, staring into the mirror and around the studio like it's some foreign, foreign place.

he's athletic, as a maybe-sengoku era general ( just kidding ) might be, so it's not the dancing that worries him, but...

hmm. ]

Yo, Shijou. [ he's looking over at "sensei" now, over his shoulder. lazily. ] What's all this?

[ he just asked to see some idol moves so he could pick them up and show some stupid male idol that yeah, he could dance better than him, but now... ]

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[classifidol]

Environment is conducive to learning, Date Masamune.

[ and here she is, in sweat pants and a t-shirt, not her usual elegant attire, but just as comfortable in it. ] I intend to ensure you soak it in properly. It would be troubling were you to take this lightly.

[dragonizing]

. . . Yeah?

[ sounds like something kojuro would say. either way, he's approaching one of the mirrors now, tapping it and glancing at shijou from the reflection.

a lesson in a studio wasn't exactly what he had in mind. it seemed entirely too... rehearsed. ]

Show me once and it's done.

[ at least, that's what he thinks. ]

[classifidol]

[ she tips her head, smiling slightly before she starts.

Well, he probably prefers a challenge. ]

[dragonizing]

[ well, it isn't like her performing is new to him. rather, he should say it shouldn't be new to him, what with accompanying kojuro on those days when he'd been overlooking concerts and masamune himself had nothing to do, but...

... there's something different as he watches takane perform by herself, with just him. he turns to her a few seconds after her start, taking in the steps and the song before he...

tries to mimic. needless to say, it's not as "pick it up and go" as he originally thought. ]

[classifidol]

[ to her credit, Takane is too professional to laugh. Instead, she pauses and steps closer to reach for his hand, drawing his arm out. ]

Don't extend it fully. You'll want to keep it slightly bent, to bring it back quickly to your side while you're turning.