*usual, neat handwriting*

[theycutitout.livejournal.com]

Homura,

Can you dance?

~River

Comments

[theycutitout.livejournal.com]

Not if it's just dancing.

Do you think you're a better dancer? Not speaking in the code. Speaking in the way of everything the words can mean.

[thesadist]

I am certainly no ignorant novice to it. Not knowing how your friend dances, it is hard to judge, and I would give no offense to more 'friends' of yous.

[theycutitout.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't be snarly?

[thesadist]

About which?

[theycutitout.livejournal.com]

The dancing or the friends.

Well, there's one you would be with. I can't imagine it ending well.

[thesadist]

Normal dancing? No, I wouldn't be snarly. 'Friends' I'm still reserving judgment on.

Besides the one I'm currently snarling at?

[theycutitout.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. Schuldig probably isn't very happy. My mind is his field, and he's protective of it. He's the one with the trigger. I gave it to him, and he gave me my mind back.

[thesadist]

Ah. I understand that protectiveness then. He has his right to being a stubborn, snarly male in such a case.

[theycutitout.livejournal.com]

As do you. You might clash. Just a bit.

[thesadist]

Lady, I often clash with a great many people.

[k4t4str0ph4l.livejournal.com]

Look who's talking.

[thesadist]

I've never denied it.