The cat flawlessly interjected, "Si elle ne le fait pas, je pourrais peut-être être convaincu." The bait was laid; the morsel tasty and tidy for the other to now bite...

Herding animals were easy, if everyone was familiar with the linguistic litter box. His object of veneration slightly flourished with every additional liaison and metaphorical accent ague, vantaged by Renée's slender and glossed muscle, waltzing by mouthed diacritics, incurring envy from even his memorized rote of Latin and Cyrillic scripts. The watchmaker splayed her hand, and she was no novice. Her vernacular kept pace and precision with the exchanged pleasantries, not missing one trumpet beat. 

"Je ne pense pas que je pourrais refuser une telle offre." 

[i]Parfait...[/i]

With music blaring and his choir glaring, the amalgamated jester masque bequeathed another avian ruse, interjecting a gaze through the ocular slits, signaling both comprehension mingled with a brazen cognizance. [color=39b54a]"L'histoire parle pour moi, jeune chat."[/color] He continued in the shared Gaul, now replying to the Mademoiselle's query. [color=39b54a]"Combien? L'avenir n'aura plus qu'à suivre."[/color]  

With a grasp of her vacant hand, Alfy pivoted with a popped hip, but stopped abruptly mid-stride, to fully peruse and realize that the Raven had seamlessly flocked nearby to scavenge his previous admirer, with arms now crossed instead of once armed with a unconsumed liqueur. Serendipitously, Parlé's dread and trepidation were camouflaged by the porcelain veil and ever tight vise-grip. Taking advantage of the hesitation, Fred twirled Bellerose into a jig square step, swirling the scarlet and bruised colors of her garb, against the mingled viridian of the male lead. The gabby gambler finally scavenged the liquid courage stemming from the hour prior gin and tonic, and confronted the Captain in English, with a jest, poking to discern his sycophantic reaction as they swayed clockwise onto the ballroom floor.

[color=39b54a]"Dancers must often parade in silence in order to lurk in the applause of the rhythm."[/color]

[@Hekazu][@Templar Knight][@Lady Selune][@shylarah]