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... ]

Comments

[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.