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[color=palevioletred]"An older brother. We're from Celsire."[/color] Naina named the first place that came to mind and seeing that Indigo hadn't raised his flute yet, retracted hers.  She took a careful sip from the blue liquid.  It tasted like cloudless blue skies if that made sense, the undeniable taste of summer and freedom.  She observed as Indigo turned his head away to look at the other guests, thoughts running through his eyes.  [color=palevioletred]"Well, Indigo...I'm up for a quick spin around the dance floor, are you?"[/color] She knew it was rude for the girl to ask first but this was after all a masquerade party.  The rules could be broken.  Plus the fact that she loved to dance.  She gazed upwards at Indigo after her sentence and let a small soft and alluring smile drift across her lips.