geschrieben von Balledir at am 08.10. um 23:44:14 - als Antwort auf: Enter Rosetta von Rosetta at >Rosetta lightly patters in on little cat feet, her delicate footfalls scarcely making a whisper across the polished hardwood floor. Willowy sylph from northern Italy whose waist-length raven hair is done up in a tight bun at the nape of her long slender neck, her taut body is adorned in a deep burgundy long-sleeved leotard with an open bare back plunging to her waist. As she pirouettes, arms gracefully lifted, through the room, her large dark eyes admire her own svelte form in the mirror and she is unaware of Gray's presence until she collides with him. Her sad eyes express shock at her faux pas as she gasps, "Scusi, signore, mi dispiace molto ma non l'ho veduto! Spero che Lei non sta ferito?" Her liquid, long-lashed eyes begin to well with tears at the thought she might have injured another of God's creatures inadvertently. Before Gray can answer, she runs from the room in shame, her gentle feet still as whispery soft on the floor as when she entered. Balledir moves towards the room, getting ready to meet a new dancer. He is simply dressed in a white t-shirt with a pair of baby blue tights and black shoes. He sees Rosetta run past. "Whoa there," he says, smiling to her and noticing her concern "What's the matter? Would you like to dance to forget your troubles?" Antworten zu diesem Beitrag:
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