Tutu lifts her arms and pirouettes, and vines spring out under her feet, spreading until a thicket of green separates Trowa from Duo. Tutu keeps turning, en pointe, lifted atop the vines as they grow, until she stands about a head above Duo and Trowa.
"You don't need to express your feelings in violence and pain!"
She snaps the fans up in a graceful movement, and they vanish. Her arms rise further; her left hand and right twirl around each other over her head, before she extends them down in an imploring motion, one to Duo and one to Trowa.
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Date: 2009-08-28 04:43 am (UTC)"You don't need to express your feelings in violence and pain!"
She snaps the fans up in a graceful movement, and they vanish. Her arms rise further; her left hand and right twirl around each other over her head, before she extends them down in an imploring motion, one to Duo and one to Trowa.
"Instead - please, dance with me!"