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[balletrat]

*Meg skips merrily into the bar.

Yes, she really does. A certain something has put her in a remarkably good mood. Could it be the grungy-looking thoroughly disgruntled man in the tutu over there? Nah.*

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[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

Mouse is doing his best to hang out with happy people. Happy people that aren't Shelley. "Hey."

[balletrat]

*Meg looks up and waves cheerfully.* 'lo, Mouse. How're you?

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"Not bad. There was a fainting incident earlier, but it's all okay now."

And after considering this for a moment, he adds: "I wasn't the one fainting, by the way."

[balletrat]

*Meg, who had been about to give him a sympathetic pat, looks curious.* Oh, really? Who did?

Not that there's anything wrong with fainting, *she adds hastily.* I mean, I really don't faint all that much. And usually I only do it on Andrew. Or Anthy. Or -

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"This girl Christine showed up and fainted. Twice. Me and Shelley helped her get back to her opera house."

Almost to himself: "She had a very nice... dress."

[balletrat]

*Meg's eyes widen enormously. Taking up half her face? Ohyes.*

- Christine?

Opera house Christine?

The dress, it wasn't a collapsible bodice, was it?

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"Collapsible bodice?" Mouse looks confused. "Uh, she said she was a soprano. Lead soprano. If that helps."

[balletrat]

*Meg feels like she needs to sit down, and looks it.*

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"Uh, are you... okay?" Mouse looks a little worried.

[lvpd_sidle]

Upon the completion of an arabesque, Sara notices Meg looking very distressed.

She hurries over. "Meg, what's wrong?"

[balletrat]

*Meg looks up, and rubs her head.* - oh, I just got some surprising news, is all.

[lvpd_sidle]

"Here," Sara says, guiding her to a chair. "Sit down for a minute. Was it bad news?"

[balletrat]

It was - surprising, *Meg says, enlighteningly, and sits down, and grins ruefully up at her.* Sorry - it's just I heard about someone from home being here, and it kind of - took me back.

[lvpd_sidle]

"I can imagine that," she says with an answering grin. "And I'm sure it's only a matter of time before my luck runs out. So who is it?" Her head tilts curiously.

[balletrat]

My best friend, *Meg explains.* Christine. From the Opera House.

It's - unnerving.

[lvpd_sidle]

"I'd say so. Is she adjusting well?"

[balletrat]

From what I hear, *Meg says wryly,* she fainted on arrival. So. Maybe not. I haven't actually seen her, myself.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She hops over and hugs Meg's ankle.

[balletrat]

*Meg giggles and reaches down to pet her.* Hey there.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She beams up at Meg, then hops off a pace or two then

*poof*

"Hello, Meg-san! How are you?"

[balletrat]

I'm doing well, thanks, *Meg says, with a grin.* I hear you took Smeagol to your home?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

She beams and nods. "Yes, yes! And Edward-san and Ray-san, too!"

[balletrat]

That sounds lovely, *Meg says cheerfully.* All together, or one by one?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_ryo_oh_ki/]

"One at a time. Edward was first, because she doesn't have a home. Then Smeagol, because he doesn't have a family. Ray because he needs to talk to Washu." She nods.

[balletrat]

That makes sense, *Meg agrees.* I know Smeagol liked your family an awful lot.