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[onlylipstouch]

[Here's Giselle, wandering through the field of flowers on Deck 13, an obnoxiously pink umbrella (complete with a cat-face, ears and tail) in one hand, strolling through the hill. It's raining, sure, but since when has she ever had a bad feeling for rain. Maybe if she were planning a picnic, but even that hadn't stopped her from improvising.

Giselle

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[tanvirus]

[Normally, Tanvir would stay out of a field of flowers in the pouring rain, but someone did say Deck 13 was nice, and hey, he's already wet, so what's a little bit more? Not like he minds too much.

And people were right, Deck 13 is pretty beautiful. The flowers are nice, the rain actually feels pretty good, and he's kind of enjoying himself--

Hello, who's that?

Tanvir approaches Giselle a little bit lazily. The closer he gets, the better she sounds--he's always been appreciative of a good singing voice, since he can't sing, himself.

He raises his voice a little so she can hear him over the rain.]

You sound lovely.

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[onlylipstouch]

[Around she whirls at the sound of another voice, that perpetually smiling face of hers beaming at the compliment.]

Really? Why thank you~! It's always nice to sing on rainy days. Lifts the spirits.

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[tanvirus]

[WHOA. Now that is a smile. That is an infectious smile. He kind of can't help but match it.]

Hearing it lifts--lifts them, too. Don't stop on my account!

[He makes sort of a "go on, go on" hand gesture at her.]

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[onlylipstouch]

[An invitation? You shouldn't have! No, really. With a little grin, she sets up again, voice lifting along with her umbrella, letting the rain plunk down onto her noggin.

The song's changed again, but it's more of a lower tone. Raindrops on roses, if you know of it. She's even started swaying to it, motioning for him to join her.]