❄ Winter Gala | forward-dated to December 24 | because captcha sucks, guys

[11ady]

Who: Everyone and everything! All of you are invited. :3
What: Preventer's 1st Annual Winter Gala | SECOND LOG FOR THOSE WHO WANNA OPT OUT OF CAPTCHA
When: December 24. This log is so forward dated and backtag friendly. :D NOBODY IS LATE TO THIS. BEING LATE TO THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE. B|
Where: Snedronningen Ballroom
Warnings: None, really. If you think

Comments

Re: Ballroom Floor

[lotusrebel]

[ Continued from here!]

I wouldn't be what you would call graceful though, even though I've been told I don't have enough meat on my bones.

[Jonah always did say she was too skinny at times]

[lotusrebel]

Ah. Well. I picked up a thing or two about dancing somewhere along the way. [An innocent shrug]

[missthewoman]

'A thing or two.' [Not buying the innocent shrug.]
And for how many years have you had these skills?

[lotusrebel]

Less than you think.

[She ends the dance and steps back to give a gentlemanly bow to Irene]

I learn from the best I could find.

[missthewoman]

[She curtsies elegantly in return.
At Lien's answer one of her eyebrows lifts - there is something about how she phrased that...]

And who was this illustrious teacher you found?

[lotusrebel]

[She pauses.

It's been a while and Irene is the only person she had spoken to whom she never talked about her powers with. And this was coming from her who was straight forward about her abilities like a brick to the face.

The poor cat in the bag was already dead, but there's that itty bit of pride that prevents Lien from finally letting it out]

Well.

I was dancing with one not too long ago!

[missthewoman]

[Her and her mysterious pauses...]

Thank you. I'm flattered, truly. However I was not explicitly teaching you anything.

[lotusrebel]

You didn't have to.

Now, if you excuse me, all this dancing has made me a bit peckish. [And with that, she waves to Irene and exits the dance floor]

[missthewoman]

[With a gracious nod Irene allowed her to go, but she looked after the girl with a measure of suspicion.
Either Lien was some sort of genius, or something else entirely was afoot. Given the Holmes' interest in her, it could truly be either one...]