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Date Posted: 21:23:38 12/17/09 Thu
Author: Natasha
Subject: Re: Out of these shadows comes the light
In reply to: Ezra 's message, "Re: Out of these shadows comes the light" on 15:01:55 12/17/09 Thu

Her face was a bit flushed from the exertion and her head was spinning now, and she couldn't tell whether it was from dizziness or plain old drunkenness. She shrugged and shook her head. "Nothing, really. I don't remember any of the dances I used to do. You only think I'm good because you don't know much about ballet," she said with a chuckle. "I'm way out of practice. And I'm about ten pounds too heavy to dance." Natasha was slender, but well aware of the body type ballerinas needed to maintain. "I think you should put your money on your little sister if you want to be someone's manager." She eyed the remaining liquid in the bottle. About a shot left, give or take. She figured it was her turn, so she downed it and set the empty bottle down with a satisfying clink. "That was nice work, my friend," she said admiringly. She thought back to what he'd said before she'd decided to show off her old ballet tricks. "So...you got sent to Ethiopia?" she asked curiously, an eyebrow slightly raised in question. Her eyes were trained on his face. The way he named the locations suggested to her that he had not visited them on a vacation. She wrapped her sweater tighter around herself and waited for his response, curious to know if he would explain further.


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