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| Lena | Jun 24 2009, 02:13 PM |
This s**t is Lenanas: L-E-N-A-N-A-S
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Everything looks so . . Bright and golden. It was hard to even notice if someone was approaching her until, like a blast of wind, they were there. The man in red was like that blast of wind: a refreshing change that simply burst itself upon her. She hadn't assumed it to be that easy to have someone approach but then again, she had been dreadfully worried that she would have to do a pirouette de tres before a single eye was turned upon her. She could have, but the shoes she was wearing were nowhere near as flexible as her pair of finely-worn-in ballet slippers that currently resided in a secret cranny for fear that Babette (the devious little fae) or another chorus girl would rush in the steal them in the dark of night. But she was happy enough that it had come easily. After all, she deserved it. Certainly her friend could find her later, after she had had a dance with someone who had came to her less than ten minutes after she had begun to stand there. It was . . fate, if you will. She would dance and then find the sir von Krolock and everything would work out just splendidly. Her head tilted slightly to the left in a confused manner, though the mask did not follow her. She did not state that she had no idea what he meant by 'bolt' or that he shouldn't be saying things to young girls who obviously don't understand what you're saying. But little Meg did take his hand with a small smile already painted on her lips. Inexperienced in these matters, she didn't know how exactly you said yes to these things except the usual grabbing of the hand and the coy smile that she had seen many a leading actress give the new patron as he passed by. Was there a thank you? . . Wait, didn't that happen after the dance? Yes. Thank yous went after. Polite chat as the two approached the floor and then silence during the dance. Though Meg was sure a bit of small talk wouldn't do any harm. . . . Did she even know modern dancing? Certainly, she knew ballet and perhaps the waltz but what if he tried something more obscure than the 'bolt' comment? Yes, he called her a wonderful one, but what if bolt meant prostitute? For once, Meg was incredibly grateful for the mask: it hid the fact that she was now blushing in both embarrassment and fright. |
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