The Noblest Art Is That Of Making Others Happy (D1 EE Desert Open)

[Rufus Belgica]

Kezia grinned.

"That is the question, isn't it?"

Her own free hand was occupied in keeping her skirt up and out of the way.

Rufus grins back at the pair. "Are there wrong answers?"

[Nasim ibn Jalil]

Al-Haddar turned to face the newcomer though he kept an eye and an ear on his surroundings, catching snippets of conversations in several languages:

"Peace upon you too friend.

I try to be around as much as I can when the Ra'shari are in town. Opportunities always seem happy to flourish in their vicinity. And the view is not bad either."

Nasim smiled and nodded, glancing at what he felt almost certain was a mark in progress of the foreigner being handled by the two dancers. "True on both accounts. I am Nasim ibn Jalil, a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

[Raya]

Kezia grinned.

"That is the question, isn't it?"

Her own free hand was occupied in keeping her skirt up and out of the way.

Rufus grins back at the pair. "Are there wrong answers?"

Raya laughed, twirling as the man tried to lead a twirl. She was less concerned about her skirt, which was flowing with the movement.

"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't. I'm not going to tell you either way" she winked "you are dancing though, so why worry?"

[Kezia]

Rufus grins back at the pair. "Are there wrong answers?"

"Maybe there is, maybe there isn't. I'm not going to tell you either way" she winked "you are dancing though, so why worry?"

Kezia threw in an exuberant whoop for good measure.

[Rufus Belgica]

Rufus lets out a bark of laughter. "Fair enough then"

He is rather curious of both, and hopes that the time with both won't quite end yet, but he is curious about the woman with palms that feel rougher, the one called Kezia. She is holding out her skirt, letting it flutter, Rufus releases his hand from Raya and pulls Kezia into a spin, placing a hand on the small of her back.

[Qasim al-Basiri]

"Is it that obvious?" she smirked, then shrugged. "I've no one occupation I'm afraid. I suppose you'd call me a freelancer... muscle for hire if you will. There's always something to do, someone in need of help. Plenty who can't just turn to the guards."

"A mercenary hmmm? Interesting." He eyed her again up and down "A fitting career path I'd say. Beholden only to yourself and whatever coin you need to survive. I can respect that, I'll keep it in mind, my work can take me to some dandlgerous places and I am not a man of violence. Having capable back up would be appreciated."

[Kezia]

Rufus lets out a bark of laughter. "Fair enough then"

He is rather curious of both, and hopes that the time with both won't quite end yet, but he is curious about the woman with palms that feel rougher, the one called Kezia. She is holding out her skirt, letting it flutter, Rufus releases his hand from Raya and pulls Kezia into a spin, placing a hand on the small of her back.

Kezia let his hand guide her movement without missing a step.

"Not bad for a beginner!"

[Rufus Belgica]

"This is dancing? I thought it was just trying to sweep a pretty lady off her feet." Rufus continues to move in a circle. "But I have a feeling you can let me know you're unhappy if I start stepping on your toes"

[Raya]

Raya clapped now her hands were free, giving a small cheer.

"See sidi, you can dance! All those doubts for nothing, you have embraced the rhythm!"

[Kezia]

"See sidi, you can dance! All those doubts for nothing, you have embraced the rhythm!"

Among other things!

"This is dancing? I thought it was just trying to sweep a pretty lady off her feet." Rufus continues to move in a circle. "But I have a feeling you can let me know you're unhappy if I start stepping on your toes"

"Hm, well, no complaints so far..."