03-28-2019, 09:59 PM
NPC: Amaya
Amaya popped the earbud in one ear and listened to the story he wished to tell while the tracks ran. A smile played on her lips, the consideration a spark in her eyes. She shifted to sit cross-legged and watched as he mimed out the ideas as best he could on his own. Afterwards he squatted, panting a little. Sweat sheened his brow. “Need to work on your stamina, sweetie.” She winked. The jest was light. Meanwhile, she shot a couple of quick messages on her phone, then left the tech next to his, the earbud pulled from her ear. “I can help with the people.”
She rose nimble to her feet. “It doesn’t matter that you’re not a trained dancer. Not all of us here are. And you have the confidence to bullshit it anyway, am I right? You enjoy it, I can see that. People come here to feel what you tell them to feel. Sell them that, and you’re golden.” She rolled her shoulders a little and beckoned him back to the centre of the stage. “So let’s take it from the top, and sell it to me, Nox.”
Amaya popped the earbud in one ear and listened to the story he wished to tell while the tracks ran. A smile played on her lips, the consideration a spark in her eyes. She shifted to sit cross-legged and watched as he mimed out the ideas as best he could on his own. Afterwards he squatted, panting a little. Sweat sheened his brow. “Need to work on your stamina, sweetie.” She winked. The jest was light. Meanwhile, she shot a couple of quick messages on her phone, then left the tech next to his, the earbud pulled from her ear. “I can help with the people.”
She rose nimble to her feet. “It doesn’t matter that you’re not a trained dancer. Not all of us here are. And you have the confidence to bullshit it anyway, am I right? You enjoy it, I can see that. People come here to feel what you tell them to feel. Sell them that, and you’re golden.” She rolled her shoulders a little and beckoned him back to the centre of the stage. “So let’s take it from the top, and sell it to me, Nox.”