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[dancingmd]

Who: Everyone!!!
Broadcast: No
Action: The Iskaulit
When: For the rest of the month

[Now that we've all had time to settle back into our ships, let's see what's going on over on the Iskaulit! For the new folks, there are already a few establishments and projects going on, but there's plenty of room for everyone, either to join in or to build their own thing. So mingle away!]

Comments

[sinuosity]

[ The contradiction is annoying. She does not mind being found, but still is at the end of a corridor not easily broken into. That's no hunt at all. ]

You qualify.

[ There's a slight curve to the corner of her mouth, that once would've meant prey. She knows better about Natasha, watching her exercise control. ]

Who taught you how to move?

[tothefly]

[Being a contradiction might be a survival mechanism, but that doesn't mean she can't find it fun, too. There's a faint smile on her lips as she straightens, lowering her foot to the ground and turning outward into a perfect first position, one hand still lightly balanced on the bar. Looking towards Nyssa, the smile lingers, but there's something a little more neutral in her eyes. The woman stands like a fighter. Moves like an assassin. And just because she didn't appear to recognize Natasha's name doesn't mean that she didn't.]

I learned to dance with the Bolshoi Ballet. Professionally trained.

[It's not quite the question Nyssa asked, but an answer anyway.]

[sinuosity]

[ No, it's not the question she asked, and Nyssa is getting the hang of these verbal movements, the evasions, the swerves. ]

I've never danced. Or cared to watch, much. [ she eyes Natasha ] Will you tell me about ballet? What does it teach? How long does it take to master?