Getting ready for the royale (For Wamts)

((sorry, got lost in a sea of rl stuff))

Eliza's display of incredible flexibility knocked Lia off of her, part of her quite in awe of the British dancer. The other part of her was taking in the pain of being forced off of her sparring partner. "Oww... t-that was..." She didn't even need to finish the sentence, it was quite obvious from her almost stunned tone.

Rolling away for the moment, the albino Canadian took a deep breath, giving herself- and Eliza - time to recover. And after what just happened a second ago... she would really need to come up with something quick, or Eliza would (almost literally) dance circles around her!

(It is fine my friend. )

Eliza was certainly flexible, years of dancing gave her that body. But it was one that was reserved, granted a girl like her had certainly attracted the hearts of men. But none had taken her interest, still she was young and eager to spread her wings.

After managing a feat that only the likes of Jack Skellington himself could have pulled off, Ms Harenwood would roll away from Lia. And then turn and face her while on her knees, taking the chance to catch her breath herself.

"Ha....woo....Sma-smashing performance Lia...." Eliza breathed out, wiping a bit of sweat from her forehead.

The short intermission was doing good for both of them, Lia to catch her thoughts, and Eliza to catch her breath. "... Heh, thanks... but you're the one... pulling off so many... awesome moves...!" She smiled at the British ballroom dancer, being quite honest with her words. She couldn't imagine being able to do the things Eliza was doing, not even close to it!

Eliza nodded to Lia, smiling as Ms Harrison described her moves as being awesome. Ms Harenwood hadn't thought of it like that, usually it was called impressive. But awesome was comparable with also, mutually exclusive after all.

Although Lia certainly did look like she could have the moves, the albino waifu showed the flexibility required. A couple years of ballet and who knows.....Lia too could bust out the splits, and other things!

As the British aristocrat stood back up she'd catch her breath and say "Want to keep going? I'm fine if you want to call it a day." as she wiped some sweat from her brow.

"Ahah... hah, yeah I think... that's enough... you've gotten really good!" Lia smiles, suddenly realizing how tired she'd gotten in that short span of time. "In a real match... you'd for sure win!" Taking a few steps forward, Lia congratulated the regal ballet dancer with a happy, if somewhat exhausted expression.

"Oof, I think I need to.... sit down for a bit, hehe..."