Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-25808351-20170718023811

(Doc) "You asked for it...." Samia giggles as Marcus sets his mug down on a nearby table.

"I'm not much of an artist, but I will do my best. Just as I did at our wedding." He speaks to Samia as much as he does Sahar. With that, Marcus yanks out a sash and gives one end to Sahar. It is beautifully woven, dark red sash. As Sahar take one end, Marcus whips her around, stepping to the beat. He yanks her close as the music elevates, and spins her away as it fades.

"Recognize this form? It's something I picked up in the desert region." He continues to step to the beat with surprising skill, working Sahar in and out of his movements, occasionally holding her close. At one point Marcus solo cuts a jig to the rhythm and shoots a glance to Ibrahim.

"Come on Doc! Get your gals in here, show off some of those fancy moves you got!" Marcus shouts over the beat. "EVERYBODY GET IN ON THIS!!!!"