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[burping]

[ The camera switches on as Mithian falls into a chair with a soft bout of laughter. She looks into the bracelet with a sweet sort of encouraging smile even as she rubs the top of one foot. When she speaks she sounds graciously amused--] If the gallant Sir Gwaine's dancing is indication there may be a few of you that could use a few lessons out there.

[ Hasty and defeated-sounding interjection from off screen for her troubles: ] You have my word that I'm well-coordinated in every other aspect of my life, Princess.

[ Mithian grins to the camera.] I am sure that is true. Regardless, I would be glad to give dancing lessons to anyone who is willing, if only to spare the feet of others as well as my own. If anyone is interested, please, let me know.



[ooc: purple is Mithian and Gwaine is blue]