[Yakumo is a bit of a wallflower, seated at a table near the dance floor in a long, blue kimono. Periodically, she looks out somewhat longingly. She's not willing to go alone...but she would probably like to dance.
Of course, the object of her affection is somewhat...clueless, and may not even notice, so feel free to tug her out there...]
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Of course, the object of her affection is somewhat...clueless, and may not even notice, so feel free to tug her out there...]