starter for : @lgcxmimi
context : trainee mission 24, march dance workshops
it's been a whirlwind of a past few months. basically hitting the ground running in the new year after an in-retrospect-not-long-enough break has blurred the last couple of months in his mind. nathan's not sure if the dance workshops the trainees have been assigned this quarter has suddenly just jumped in intensity of all of a sudden, or if his chronic exhaustion is just a side effect of the increasing amounts of efforts he's been putting into his own training–almost uncharacteristically so.
this week, they're tasked with practicing some partner choreography in a style that nathan's not all that accustomed to: ballroom.
with class dwindling down and trainees slowly transitioning into free practice, he and his partner (who he's never really conversed with all that much, and who he conveniently has the smallest height difference with) are slowly going over the movements they were taught just moments earlier. "i think our steps our a bit out of sync," he plainly states with a half-breath, half-pant out of exhaustion, stepping back from their partner stance to put his hands on his hips and rest a bit. "why don't we try running through it without our arms for once?"















