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Post by mush on Nov 4, 2006 4:20:43 GMT -5
"Oh yeah?" he said curiously. "Are ya gonna get ta dance with him?" Mush asked her with a smile asking her similar questions that she had asked him. He hoped they were talking about the same person here.
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Post by criol on Nov 4, 2006 4:36:42 GMT -5
She laughed and nodded cause she couldn't really do much else. She gave him her best smile and after taking a deep breath spoke again, though her accent was a lot thicker. "Yes, I got to dance with him." She said something in french then blushed violently. She laughed a bit, "Sorry, forgetting my english.."
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Post by mush on Nov 4, 2006 10:57:00 GMT -5
He smiled a little for two reasons. One, she got to dance with 'the guy' she wanted to dance with. Which, was obviously him. And two: he found her rather adorable when she was getting flustered and forgetting her english. "Well that's not good," he said with a smile. "Fortunatly you speak beautiful french, so no matter what you say it sounds pretty." He smiled at her charmingly as they continued to dance.
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Post by criol on Nov 4, 2006 16:04:01 GMT -5
She just managed to blush some more and laughed a bit. She looked up at him and could hide a smile. It was nice, to just dance with someone she liked. And she knew that Mush didn't expect anything more from her then she was willing to give.
".. thank you.." she shook her head, still blushing. "If I speak French, you can't understand, so I have to at least try, right? When I was small, my brothers would try to make me forget English in school so they could laugh when all I did was stutter in French..." That memory had her chuckling. "Bullies, I still miss them though.."
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Post by mush on Nov 5, 2006 16:17:07 GMT -5
He chuckled a bit himself. "Well, it sounds like they were a very long family," he said which was more of a joke than sarcasum. "Tell you what, you teach me how to speak French, then you and I can have some secret conversations." He winked at her playfully. "How many brothers you have?" he asked, just trying to learn something more about her.
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Post by criol on Nov 5, 2006 22:47:50 GMT -5
She laughed and nodded, "Oui, I'll teach you, having a friend who can speak French would be fun..." she giggled a bit and sighed. "Oh, I have.. six?" She chuckled. "All older then I am, I'm the youngest." She relaxed when she talked about home, her family. "And the only girl, it was always one thing or another, either they forgot I was a girl or I couldn't do things because of it.." Shaking her head, she laughed, her eyes sparkled brightly, she really did love her family. More than anything. Even with everything that had gone on. She still loved them.
".. I.. I really miss them.."
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Post by mush on Nov 5, 2006 23:34:20 GMT -5
"Well maybe we can go and visit them sometime! Ya know, gettin' outta New York, it'd be sorta fun," he smiled at her. "I'm sorry ya miss 'em. Hey, I know, ya can write 'em a letter! Then you can at least keep in touch, and maybe we can even talk 'em into coming to visit." He seemed pretty excited about that. He liked the idea anyway.
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Post by criol on Nov 5, 2006 23:52:12 GMT -5
Lanna smiled at him a bit sadly, genuinly happy that he cared about her being a bit homesick. In a way her mother always did she touched his cheek gently. "Thanks, bebe, but it's not a good idea to let them find me.." she gave him a rather sad smile and shook her head. "It wont be any good for anyone if they do."
She sighed and brushed her hair from her face, looking less like an angel and more like the sad little girl that she was most of the time. She missed her family but in her heart of hearts knew she could never go home. They wouldn't take her back.
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Post by mush on Nov 6, 2006 0:15:46 GMT -5
He looked at her back a little concerned. Now she was sad... so he was too. "Hey, come on," he said. He put a finger under her chin and lifted it up to look at him. "Come on, smile. On the bright side, you are in the land of opportunity. New York! Huh? Dreams come true here... no reason to frown," he said shaking his head. He had a small smile on his face. He couldn't help it. "And I'm sure that you could do anything you wanted to do."
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Post by criol on Nov 6, 2006 0:34:20 GMT -5
She smiled at him and laughed a bit, "Well, I'm dancing. And that's something I wanted to do." She tilted her head to the side and for a moment wondered what it would be like to just dance all night and not have a worry about anything that may or may not happen. Her face brightened, "What do you dream, mon ami ?" Curious, she'd always been, and she wanted to know more about the person who was always so friendly to her.
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Post by mush on Nov 6, 2006 0:50:41 GMT -5
"My dream?" he asked with a smile back to her. "Lemme think." He was quiet for a moment as he thought about it. "Well... my dream is to be able to grow up and hold a respectable job... find a woman I love, support a family, work my way from the ground up, and have a good life." He smiled at her. That's all he really wanted, was a good life. What more could he ask for anyway?
"What about you miss Lanna?" he asked her back. "What's your dream?"
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Post by brigmal on Nov 6, 2006 0:53:08 GMT -5
Brigmal smiled as she spoke. "Oh, I'd never want to scare you." He said. "And a jig sounds fun... if you taught it to me... somewhere not here." He said, lifting her arm and holding it out, for her to spin.
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Post by razor on Nov 6, 2006 5:19:24 GMT -5
"Mind If I...cut in?" A voice said from behind them. The speaker was a tall man, wearing a jet black suit, and as if that was not enough, a mask covered his face. But he reached up, moving it the barest of inches. If the voice didn't give it away, that glimpse of face did.
It was Razor.
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Post by flanna on Nov 6, 2006 10:47:50 GMT -5
Flanna smiled at Brigmal, spinning, "Yes well...I am getting a bit tired of being here--"
She froze at the sound of Razor's voice, looking at him. "What ...what are you doing here?!" She sounded a bit shocked--because she was. If he was out he should be hiding!
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Post by brigmal on Nov 6, 2006 12:13:51 GMT -5
"That's ok, we can stop." He said, but quickly looked at the guy who had walked forwards.
Brigmal wasn't quite sure what to do. He didn't leave though, but placed his hands at his sides. He held a kind face, acting as if he would like to meet this person, but deep inside he didn't know how to feel; what had it meant that Flanna was so shocked to see him. "Is... everything ok?" He asked, more general than just towards Flanna.
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