Abbas laughed aloud, "A buddy of mine was a fighter in the RHG, he had a sort of fighting style that integrated break-dancing into it. He's recently quit, but I managed to get in contact with him and have him teach me some moves, primarily for this dance."

With this said, he moon-walked backwards and proceeded to perform a back flip, then fall into the splits. "I've also been practicing on this for quite a while too. Have to stretch every day or so to keep myself in the proper condition." He put his hands to the floor and spun himself up off the ground, going into a simple back and forth shake,

"Not trying to outdo you if you were wondering, just trying to have fun." He said, laughing again and scratching his head.

"That's funny actually-" She chuckled a bit to herself before she stopped rather suddenly. She thought she knew everything in recent memory that there was to know about this guy but apparently he had some sort of break dancing friend that neither she nor the RHG knew about. It took a second for her to let it slide and continue what she was doing. Even gladiators had their secrets and she probably should intrude on his privacy. Not to mention the fact that if it was something she didn't know about it was probably something she shouldn't know about. Something hidden deliberately. And the last thing she wanted was to be involved in a conspiracy. Those never turn out well for people in her current job position.

Abbas noticed her stop and did so himself, raising an eyebrow, "I say something?" He asked, turning her head to look at him. She seemed confused about something, but Abbas had now idea what.

He couldn't have told her about Levi, he and Riley were both wanted fugitives, if she were to learn anything that she shouldn't, that would make her a potential target. Even if he was focused on preserving himself, Abbas wasn't going to throw someone innocent under the bus and put them in danger. Not at all. "If it's about my friend..." He stated, "Then I'll have you know that due to some RHG related events that happened to him, he had to move out of his current place. I took him under my own roof." He nodded to himself, "This was, of course, a couple months after I destroyed that bug the RHG had placed in my dojo, so you wouldn't know about it." He explained.

Halle nodded at the song. It wasn't one she'd heard before, nor quite up her alley in genres, so she wasn't in any hurry to get up out of her chair and dance to it. But she was being blasé tonight and she knew it. Light had caught on too. It wasn't like either of them had any shortage of reasons to be sad or angry or apathetic or scared or tired or crazy or lethargic -- Light's face was probably melting off in that stall for crying out loud, that was reason enough on its own, but this was a dance. They should be having fun. They had, sure -- some, but.. not this kind.

Fucking Abbas dude. What the fuck was he doing? If Halle tried some shit like that, dollars to donuts she'd take off like a helicopter. Chrissake.

Whatever it was, it raised the tempo. It didn't so much lighten the mood -- moods would pass, dubstep or no dubstep -- but it changed the atmosphere. Jazz was slow. Soulful. This farting computer shit had some energy to it. Halle could use a bit of energy right about now.

Fuck! That was just it. The tempo. The mood, the heart -- Halle's body was still in flux from her transformation earlier. She'd kept up in water and calories, but mindset was another matter. That dance earlier, that fight that almost broke out, Light burning up, it kept the blood pumping but it didn't leave her feeling charged and ready to go. She felt weak and sad and empty, and what that was translating to was exhaustion. Exhaustion over nothing but the mind, but it was mind over matter with magic like this. Perception dictated reality.

Just thinking about how weak she'd been feeling, and wasn't anymore, got her mind racing. Her complexion changed, some paleness leaving, and her expression lightened.
Before she knew it, she was smiling, standing, and swaying a bit. But not because she was into that shitty techno shit, just let a lady fucking smile will you?

She should probably think of a better song or something for the next one, not that she could think of any or anything...

"Go figures to all of that-" Well this was a bit awkward with the bug and everything but she had to press on anyways "I knew they placed a bug and that it was destroyed because I heard somebody ranting about it but I didn't know that you're the one that destroyed it. Your secrets are safe with me though I promise. If your helping them hide then I know they have a good reason." That was all she was going to say and she could only hope nobody decided to silence her. Particular her dance partner after coming to regret spilling that little bit of information. Right now all she could do was play it cool. She was enjoying the date and that would just be her being paranoid.

Dang It I didn't want to be involved in any conspiracies!

Abbas frowned, then stepped down from the dance floor, realizing his mistake almost immediately. How could he have been so stupid?! He just revealed that two people were hiding within his dojo! What the heck was he thinking?

He rubbed his eyes, both squinted now in anger, and said, "Sarah, I think it would be best if you just forget what I told you. These two people are leading a dangerous life, and somehow I got caught up in it, and went along with it, without thinking about how it would affect me. I can assure you that what they're running from isn't the RHG though, so you knowing this won't put you in danger from them."

He turned away, an angry grimace formed on his face, whispering, "You couldn't keep your mouth shut could you Abbas?! You had to go and talk without thinking!"

Sarah took a few steps back and her breathing picked up considerably despite her efforts to pretend like it was nothing. He seemed pretty angry at the fact that he just told her and a bit predictable at the moment as well. He said the two people were fugitives and that he was faster to try and dismiss them than he was to bring them up. So was she going to put in danger?

She tried to evaluate her situation as best as she could. He hadn't threatened her yet but he did ask her to forget about it. Based on everything she knew about the man he wasn't likely to hurt her.... unless she was too risky and it would protect more people in the long run. And that didn't even begin to describe the people he was harboring. He assumed they had good reasons since Abbas wasn't the type to protect fugitives otherwise, but they might be more willing to keep her quiet.

She shook her head. The way he looked at her when he said that scared her, but she was just being a bit jumpy from other stories he had heard happened to former workers at RHG. Abbas wasn't like that. At least that's what she told herself. "If I don't say anything, I won't need to worry about this?"

Abbas looked over his shoulder, and nodded, "Not at all, this doesn't involve the RHG at, so you won't have to worry about getting fired or anything worse." He explained, taking a few breaths to calm himself. He shouldn't have said anything in the first place! Now, looking at her face, Abbas could tell he'd frightened her.

He stood up straight and turned back to her, frowning, "If my mood swing just now scared you, accept my apologies. That was unprofessional of me." He bowed his head, This poor girl... He thought, I'm putting her through an emotional roller-coaster...

Putting extra emphasis on his next sentence, Abbas spoke again, "Do you think I'm going to threaten you because you know now?" He asked, then shrugged, "Because I wasn't planning on it, all I propose is that you forget I said anything. I'd hate to drag anyone else into my current situation." He smacked himself in the side of the head, "Which of course I just did by telling you! Gah! I'm so stupid!" With a heaving sigh, the Immortal sat down on the edge of the dance floor, a hand to his temple.

"If I may contribute my two cents," Ana said while enveloping the little penguin with her other wing, fully surrounding him with feathery softness, "it's probably some kind of spatial manipulation," she took to Loch's form with analytical eyes, "probably not of the repositioning variant but gate-opening type...but you don't open portals on one dimensional plane, you probably open a gate to another sub-space, since you're a reaper I'll call it hell since it sound more thematicly appropriate, so you open a gate to hell which is separate from this dimension. Using hell you can acess any part of this spacial plane and use it as a shortcut for travel, going further either the method or the sensory effects of opening the gate look rather unpleasant am I right?"

"I- I'm fine" She finally said after a long pause. Her breathing slowly returned to normal and she finally stepped forwards again. She was still concerned but she wasn't having a panic attack any more and that was a good thing. She finally spoke again and this time the tone of her voice had mellowed down a bit even if it still was a little bit tense from everything. She actually laughed nervously a little.

"I'm sorry if I overreacted. It's just people in my line of work tend to disappear when they come across conspiracies. It doesn't help either that the gladiators are just as dangerous as whatever trouble they're wrapped up in. Most of the time they're good people involved in some bad situation but they still are dangerous you know and people still disappear."

Abbas looked up at her, more concerned than anything, "Great... Now I have you thinking I'm going to kill because I told something I probably shouldn't have."

He buried his face in his hands, frustrated, "Well, I'm not going to do anything of the sort. It's just..." He paused, "The situation these two are in is rather delicate, and by taking them in, I've put myself in a troublesome position." He reached up and held out his hand, open wide, "I'm sorry for having scared you, that wasn't very kind of me."

He sighed, "This night just keeps getting worse huh? I'm throwing you on an emotional roller coaster." He apologized.

"No-" she correctly "you had me thinking that an associate or enemy of yours was going to kill me because I said something I shouldn't have." She tried to assure him. It wasn't much of an assurance but it was the best she could do. "Everything in your profile suggests your wouldn't have hurt me. At least I find it unlikely that you would." She said a little assertively and hopefully crossing her arms in a matter of fact manner.

"Well you don't need to worry about me. I won't say anything to anyone and I won't get myself into trouble with whomever you're worried about. And it's not entirely your fault that you scared me. I've just seen a few too many of these situations is all and I need to be less paranoid."

Abbas stood back up, and put on a brave smile, "If you say so."

With that, he took her hand again, his golden eyes showing some fatigue, and cracked his neck, "I think I should just shut up and dance for a little bit huh?" He asked, his smile retaining a playful tone.

He thought to himself, That is what I came here to do in the first place, with this young woman who I've come to quite enjoy the company of.

Loch blinked then laughed. "I'm actually in charge of a relatively small sector, so my knowledge of languages is purely for my own amusement. And on the basis of how I travel around, that's a secret of the trade." He smiled and winked. "It's more amusing to keep it that way." When Ana gave her guess, and pretty damn close one at that, Loch shushed her. "It's a secret." He winked. Bartholomew meanwhile found himself in a cocoon of feathers and had fallen asleep snuggling against them. "You're going to spoil Bartholomew." Loch looked at Ana. "Just be careful of his face, don't mess up his bandages."

Sarah nodded not too pleased with herself in all of this. "We can try." She agreed as happily as she could. She would try just dancing and she hoped things would turn out better than the other times. In all fairness it was her fault for overreacting this time. But it still started to erode her resolve a little bit. She closed her eyes and silently thought to herself.

I came to dance and have a good time so just go through with it and stop being so worried!

She opened her eyes and smiled back at him. This was what she came for and this was what he came for so they should just get around to actually dancing and having fun. A lot of effort went into this night and she would never forgive herself if she wasted to opportunity.