Mirroring Alanna, Delia copied the clap before her left hand went down to link with hers. They turned a quick half-circle, Delia's skirt flaring out, and clapped again. Raising her palm to rest it against Alanna's, Delia smiled.
"This so bad, Squire Alan?" She asked softly as they spun around again, laughter in her throaty voice.
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Date: 2005-01-06 06:21 pm (UTC)"This so bad, Squire Alan?" She asked softly as they spun around again, laughter in her throaty voice.