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notfaking_it) wrote2013-04-26 11:13 am
notfaking_it) wrote2013-04-26 11:13 am
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May 4
When their roles are posted, Lily smiles knowingly at Nina across the small crowd of mostly disappointed dancers, then crosses over to her and tells her they're going to have a party to celebrate. She tells Nina to invite whoever she wants, says she'll host it, it'll happen this weekend, then she disappears to make plans. She leaves Nina without time to protest on purpose.
On the night of the party, she has drinks and food set out in her kitchen. She's invited most of the people she knows and even a few she doesn't -- dancers, mostly, because she doesn't want to leave them out -- and there's already music playing even before anyone has arrived. The intention is to be casual, relaxed, but there are pills in Lily's pocket, for anyone who knows her well enough to ask, for anyone she thinks might need to relax a little.
Nina's doing better now, but Lily has no problem helping her come out of her shell if it comes to that. And she has no problem helping anyone else either.
On the night of the party, she has drinks and food set out in her kitchen. She's invited most of the people she knows and even a few she doesn't -- dancers, mostly, because she doesn't want to leave them out -- and there's already music playing even before anyone has arrived. The intention is to be casual, relaxed, but there are pills in Lily's pocket, for anyone who knows her well enough to ask, for anyone she thinks might need to relax a little.
Nina's doing better now, but Lily has no problem helping her come out of her shell if it comes to that. And she has no problem helping anyone else either.
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"Yeah, I'm still trying to figure a few things out. This place is... very different from home. You been here long?" He's feeling a little awkward, despite the warmth of the alcohol in his belly. He's not what you'd call a sociable man, but he'd made a promise of sorts. Be nice to Nina and this is apparently Nina.
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This time, Nina was the new kid.
"What's your home like?" Without the aid of alcohol and that little pill she'd been given, there was no way she would've been asking so many questions.
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"Well, the calendars all read 1912, horses are still more popular than those cars everyone's fond of, and I hear the west is pretty wild still." At least that's what they call it in the books he's flipped through. He's not really the learning type, but he picked up a couple books here and there. Just to get the highlights of the last century.
Crazy things happening.
"I'm from New York City."
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The pill was definitely working.
"You don't see horses in the city very often, anymore." Mounted cops, sometimes, and those carriages people hired because they thought they were romantic.
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"And the city's a much cleaner place for it if you ask me. I kinda like these cars you all get around in." She's standing pretty close to him, close enough that he's noticing. Women in this world, damn, he's never going to figure them out.
"You having a good time tonight, Miss Nina?"
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"I--" she blinked, smiling up at him when she remembered she'd been asked a question. "Yeah, I am. It's... parties are really more Lily's thing, but... it's nice."
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"I'm glad you're enjoying it, even if it's not... your thing." It's an odd turn of phrase, but one he's heard before. Language has change a bit, but not so much that he can't usually follow along and nod like he gets it.
"What is more your thing, if you don't mind my asking?"