[Her dark eyes follow the strangers path as he arches above the bonfire and lands gracefully on the opposite side. His arm sweeps in an elegant bow while the thrill and the cheers of the crowd wash over his success.
Justine can feel the eager hum of the crowd trail along her skin, sending pleasant prickles of excitement down her spine. She isn't looking to relax or have fun but there is an infectious joy in the air that she can't seem to shake.
Her head moves gently from left to right as the man returns for his drink.] It's alright. [She'd been caught off guard but it'd been a marvelous performance.]
You look as if you've done that before. [Her voice is soft and delicately sweet while her eyes glance over to the fire. She can't imagine doing anything like that but then Justine has never been the fighting type.]
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Justine can feel the eager hum of the crowd trail along her skin, sending pleasant prickles of excitement down her spine. She isn't looking to relax or have fun but there is an infectious joy in the air that she can't seem to shake.
Her head moves gently from left to right as the man returns for his drink.] It's alright. [She'd been caught off guard but it'd been a marvelous performance.]
You look as if you've done that before. [Her voice is soft and delicately sweet while her eyes glance over to the fire. She can't imagine doing anything like that but then Justine has never been the fighting type.]