#nemora

Nemora from AFK Areana

bird people with 6 different sexes

magical bacteria (micromagi) that can mess you up

a touristy seaside city run by an immortal saint

or

polyamorous plant people

@justkeepdancing-nemo​

Cora kinda of like having a little protege. Alright, so she really liked having a little protege. Nemo was young, sure, but he was very talented! And he had a lot of enthusiasm, which Cora loved. Enthusiasm was half the battle with talents like dancing and playing instruments and probably other things like painting and writing, too. Anyone could learn choreography, or learn to play the piano, but you had to have enthusiasm if you wanted to be good at it. You had to want to do it. Or at least, that was her opinion.

And even if Nemo couldn’t dance right now, that didn’t mean he couldn’t still get stuck in. Hence why Cora had invited him up to the studio at Olympus. She was kind of sweaty and gross ‘cause she’d just had a class (and she was kind of a hypocrite if she didn’t give it her all and really go for it when she was the one leading the group, right?), but she wanted to go over some of the new choreography she’d come up with for December’s zumba classes. Christmas dance music was in surprisingly easy to find, so she’d managed to get a few different playlist going, she just wanted to make sure it all flowed.

(She also wanted to make sure Nemo didn’t get too down in the dumps about things. Gotta keep the spirits up, that sort of thing.)

When the door to the studio opened Cora smiled, waving Nemo in. “C’mon, get in - take a seat. I brought a chair in for you, you don’t want to sit on the floor in here. God knows what’s been on it. How’re you doing?”