Dancing Lessons - Part 8
By Brianne Alcinoos
October 12, 2006

It all had happened so fast, but she was beneath the bar pieces and as soon as Brier started laughing, Brianne joined in as well, not being able to help it. Her bright blues darted back to look at the now-broken bar, and just shook her head at her clumsiness. “I am such a klutz!” Laughing even more, though when her ears caught the open door, she leaned over to look around Brier to catch a glimpse of the entrant.

Managing to stifle the giggle that rose quickly at seeing his frustration, eyes quickly darting over him, knowing he was but an errand boy, she lifted a hand to waggle some fingers at him and then blow a soft kiss teasingly as Brier was grabbing at the letter from his hand. Finally letting out the pent-up giggle as he was waved away, she started to push up to her feet.

Blues watched Brier, hands moving to dust her bottom off from the ground, curiosity at the way the woman ripped open the envelope, she’d hate to see her while out hunting…eesh! But then after the four word exclamation, Brier was bouncing right back over to her and Bri found herself once more on the ground, with a bouncy, happy Brier atop her.

“What huh who where?” Shaking her head as she got her questions in some semblance of order. “What part? Where are we running to? How long? Can I pack first?” Grinning as she of course would say yes to the running away and grabbed Brier down to pull her into a hug. “Adventures are fun! I’m in!”