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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 1, 2011 7:06:13 GMT -8
He guided her through another series of turns. "Y' go out dancin' much?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 1, 2011 9:02:30 GMT -8
She shook her head slightly. "Not for years," she responded.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 1, 2011 21:08:25 GMT -8
He tilted his head to one side. "Pity, y' good."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 1, 2011 21:14:20 GMT -8
There was a brief moment when she didn't say anything before shaking her head slightly. "Thank you. I guess after a certain point I lost the motivation for it."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 1, 2011 21:19:08 GMT -8
He studied her for a moment, and then decided that probably fell under the off-limits topics, which it seemed a lot did. "Fair enough."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 1, 2011 21:31:35 GMT -8
One of her ears flickered again, and she glanced over to his face. "I... Almost regret that now," she murmured and looked away abruptly.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 1, 2011 21:32:31 GMT -8
He blinked slightly at that. "Givin' it up, y'mean?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 1, 2011 21:45:18 GMT -8
She nodded, still not looking at him. "Mhm. It's as enjoyable as I remember... I just lost both the taste and the time for it." Hard to dance in the ruins of one's life and world.
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 1, 2011 21:46:23 GMT -8
He nodded slightly. "Well, if y' ever feel like it again, this is a good place t' come."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 1, 2011 21:47:52 GMT -8
Briefly, her head turned back to him before away again. "I suppose I shall keep that in mind."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 1, 2011 21:51:36 GMT -8
He glanced briefly at his watch. "I really oughta get headin' home..."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 1, 2011 21:54:11 GMT -8
She nodded, taking another step back away from him. "Of course. Thank you for the dance."
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Post by Meadowlark on Apr 1, 2011 21:57:17 GMT -8
"Not a problem, it was a good evenin'. Have a good night." He tipped his hat to her before leaving.
((exit Jerrie))
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Post by victoriousscarf on Apr 1, 2011 22:04:25 GMT -8
She watched him go before sitting back down, hard, at the bar. It wouldn't be until the next morning she realized just how much she had said around him, and how almost happy being around him made her--at least able to forget a little. The thought disturbed her more than many things had in the last several years.
[THREAD END
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