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2006-01-07 10:13 pm (UTC)
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Between them, suddenly, a small blonde head pops up.
Niane is chewing her lip nervously, and she seems a little jumpy, but she looks up at Joar with a hopeful gaze.
"L-lord Joar? Please might I d-dance with you?"
The request comes out in a rush as if she is afraid she might forget what to say if she lingers.
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Niane is chewing her lip nervously, and she seems a little jumpy, but she looks up at Joar with a hopeful gaze.
"L-lord Joar? Please might I d-dance with you?"
The request comes out in a rush as if she is afraid she might forget what to say if she lingers.