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The ballet is calling me...
The music was playing in the background of their barracks. Something soothing it was too, nothing too simulating, just a background noise for them to enjoy now that there was finally peace and quite in the room.
Until it was, stimulating!
A classical bit staring to play there, on the holo-radio.
“Oh no!”
“What’s the matter, Tech?”
“This music! It.. it is enthralling!”
“The Blue Danube?”
“You know Strauss, Echo?”
“Yes. You’re surprised I do?”
“A little bit yes, I am. The other three have no clue about the classics.”
“Well then, guess it’s a good thing I know a little something.”
“It really is, Echo.” Tech simply smiled at Echo. “As of right now, you can observe and then jump in when in need you.”
Echo surprised of the half order, but nodded in understanding. Interested to see what was happening.
Tech then got up. Taking a position in the middle of the floor and then, he stared.
Prancing around in his blacks while doing some circles and twirls all across the floor. Making a few hops and skips there too. All pretty and rather coordinated as well.
And Tech was very good at it too. The ballet dancer in him most certainly coming out without a doubt.
Tech kept on dancing to the music, completely submerged in the theme. But then suddenly, he halted mid movement. His gaze finding Echo’s.
“Tech, is something wrong?”
Echo having been observing Tech do his thing all this time, asked worried.
“Nothing is wrong, Echo. But I would like your assistance now, if you please.”
“Of course, Tech. What do you need from me?”
“Well if you could, when I jump, catch me and hold me up in the air for a spell.”
“Oh-kay.”
Sounded easy enough right?
As thankfully Echo had his new hand instead of the usual scomp. The hand courtesy of Tech’s work, a gift it had been. So now, Echo would be able to hold Tech properly.
Tech continued the dance, listening to the beats in the music and then, when the right moment came, he made the several planned steps before hurling himself in the air and right into Echo’s waiting arms.
It was a pretty and coordinated flight, like a bird or something similar Echo thought as he watched and caught Tech, hoisting Tech up like he had seen done in the holo-vids Echo had loved to watch in the before.
“Perfect!” Echo exclaimed.
Tech was giddy.
Finally having a dance partner who understood the fine nuances of ballet, but was also able to catch him just the way it was supposed to be done.
“We should watch some stuff I have on file, that is if you are willing, Echo.”
“I love ballet, always did. And you my dear, are very good at it.” Echo was all smiles, letting Tech back on the floor.
“Thank you. I have been… practicing, a lot. But I never had a good partner.” Tech was flushing slightly.
“Well, you have me now.”
“Thank you, Echo.”
Tech then guided Echo back to the table, the two sitting by the datapad as Tech loaded a few vids of his favourite ballets.