The angel raises an eyebrow as she unfurls her large, bright white wings, "You don't say,"
"I'd actually want to see that, hopefully it'll cheer up the goat over here.", Abigor replied, point a thumb over to the room where Neeme is resting at.
"What about a partner dance?" She suggests, "More action and people involved,"
“I call the angel.” Garroth says a little bit to enthusiastically.
"That sounds like a rather fetching idea now that you bring that up.", replied Abigor as he nodded in agreement.
"ill choose him" slysha said pointing to Abigor
“Then It’s settled it’s time for a dance off!!” Garroth says.
Nouran stifled her laugh at her choice, "Alright Garroth," she tells him, making her way gracefully towards him.
“Let’s start out with a slow dance now shall we? It’s more of a social dance than anything.” Garroth says bowing to Nouran with one arm behind his back and one arm in front.
Slysha walks over to Abigor "ready?" she said "because soliders dance more than you think in the army"
Yale watches the group bicker on about dancing, remaining silent. She could tell when she wasn’t needed, and walked off, exploring the ball room.
“Yeah when there drunk.” Garroth says at slysha.
slysha glances at garroth and laughs
“Well madam shall we dance?” Garroth asks to Nouran.
He sat behind the bar, drinking away.
She nods, before turning towards Slysha, "Graceful is to angels as immature is to dogs," she told her the analogy.
"we will see about that"
Abigor turns his attention to Slysha as he straightened out his suit, "Well, are you ready to dance?"
"yes i am" she says
Nouran leaned in to Garroth's ear, "I can knock her out right now," she whispered.
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