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Is there a limit to how much we can ask of the Castle?

Angel;
Were you the one who brought me here?

Clark;
I'm sorry.

[ She can also be found at the gym, as always, practicing.

You may hear echoes of this music from outside, accompanied by the occasional sound of wood tapping against linoleum. Once she finishes a round, she takes a few minutes to breathe, then does it again. Sometimes she rehearses a part many times, perfecting it. And sometimes, after a good round, she curtsies to herself in the mirror and smiles.

But Nina doesn't smile when she dances. ]

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[Jono, being the odd, anachronistic sort that he always is, has wandered into the gym, hearing the music from down the hall. He'll stand in a corner, watching you for a while.]

{Not s'much quantity, as quality. Can't ask fer weapons, or anything substantial in size.}

{Was that "Giselle"?}

[Yes, he's cultured. Try not to faint.]

There are limits to everything here, I've come to find out.

But I'm pretty sure the more you take from it, the more it eventually takes from you.

What else can it take from us--beside the loss?

Give you more anguish, I guess. And temporary losses.

[ Whips around in surprise, eyes wide like saucers. Nina didn't hear him come in. ]

Oh. Hi--I mean, yes. It's the first variation, when Giselle dances for Albrecht, the duke.

What temporary losses?

Where you lose your mind and all self-respect for a week or two.

[A beat.] I've seen them get pretty nasty.

Oh. And they come randomly?

Pretty much!

But people are generally accepting once it's all over and done with.

[He has that effect on people. He never means it, but it's an almost universal response.]

{'Lo there. Tha's what I thought, me mum an' dad took me t'see a performance when I was a boy. Never been much fer ballet, but performances like that stick with a bloke.}

{Y'look like you've been at it a while. Must dance professionally back home, I bet.}

[It takes him a minute to place this message. Even if he'd have caught it when it was spoken, she'd probably sound a little differently now that she wasn't on the brink of death and barely managing a broken whisper.

The music picked up in the background also help to clue him in. Ballet music and dolled up ballerina sort of go hand-in-hand. Luckily, he had only encountered one of the former since arriving in Paradisa]

Yeah, that was me. I've been meaning to check in on you...

[He's just been busy tracking down this psychotic woman with superhuman strength who's looking to kill him and hurt all of his friends--you know, the usual. There's a brief pause, before he speaks up again. Unlike most men, Angel's actually a fan of the ballet--that ballet in particular]

That's from Giselle, isn't it?

I see.

Thank you.

No problem.

I figured I'd tell you straight-up rather than do the whole obvious "Oh, are you new?" thing. [Chuckles.]

[ The effect is amplified due to the fact that it's this scaredy cat of a girl. She walks over to her bag to wipe the sweat off her face, still catching her breath. Nina smiles, glad to see someone mildly appreciate of the art that is her life and death. ]

Oh, who did you see?

I've been doing it for awhile. I'm alright, I think.

[ There is a long pause here where Nina finally decides that, despite his name, he isn't a figment of her imagination. When she speaks, it's hesitant and quiet. ]

Is Angel your name?

[ Two people so far have pinpointed the name, which gives her a slight thrill. It always seemed like people stopped going to see the ballet, but it might just be the pessimists talking. ]

Yes--it's when Giselle dances to impress the duke, Albrecht. It's pretty, actually.

I--well, I am new. I'm settling in alright.

I'm Nina.

[Nina is probably lucky that Jono is both self-conscious about himself (especially lately) and fairly mild-mannered most of the time. He can appreciate most any creative art form, given the calluses that cover his hands and fingertips.]

{Oh, I couldn' tell ya th' performer any more. I was jus' a kid, an' me parents wanted me t'get a li'l culture, siince I grew up a workin' class kid. It was more 'bout th' choreography, watchin' the way the dancers interacted with each other, expressin' 'emselves in their movements.}

{I'd say more'n all right, luv. I know a thing're two bout self-sacrifice fer one's art o' choice, an' I know you ballet lot practically kill yerselves fer what y'do.}

{Besides, anyone what can walk about on their toes fer hours like you do gets my respect.}

[He chuckles.]

That'd be me. I never got yours though.

[I wouldn't get my hopes up. Angel only knows it because it is canon (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waiting_in_the_Wings_%28Angel%29)]

It's my favorite.

[ Nina smiles, almost flattered by what he's saying. She sits on the floor with her legs stretched in front of her, deciding to take a little rest while there is company. ]

It's tiring, sometimes. It hurts too.

[ An understatement. She holds on to her toes as she continues. ]

What do you do?

It's Nina.

[ She would be happy to know that it made him cry--and he was evil then ♥ ]

My favorite is Swan Lake, but Giselle is beautiful.

[ Here is another pause in which she twiddles her fingers while gathering the courage to speak. ]

Were you the one who brought me to this Castle?

[And Jono will take a seat on one of the benches that line the gym, his arms braced against the back of the bench behind him.]

{I'll bet. Not only do ya need t'be physically conditioned enough t'dance, but light enough t'be tossed about by yer male cohorts.}

[He pulls his favorite guitar pick out of a pocket, turning the well-worn plastic over in his fingers.]

{I'm a musician. Guitarist, specifically. Been at it since I was about eleven or twelve.}

Nina. Hey. I'm Zeke. Don't hesitate on calling me up if you need anything.

That being said, I'm pretty satisfied that I called the whole your being new thing. Good that it isn't too bad for you, though.

Thank you.

It's nice to meet you, Zeke.

[ She laughs briefly at that. ]

Partnering was scary at first. You need to trust them.

[ Nina folds her legs to herself, placing both palms on her knees and peering at him over them. ]

That sounds fun.

Nina. I'm glad you're doing alright.

[Lmfao. Sadly, I don't think he'll be admitting that part anytime soon]

You were already in the castle, actually. I found you in the lobby.

[Which reminds him, they never did figure out what happened there exactly]

It looked like you had been attacked.

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dictated via journal;

forever~

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I really need more icons. I have too many where he's not wearing a mask XD

This girl

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HAHA secretive Jono is secretive :3

Angel

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Would Nina really WANT to see a guy with an explosion for a face? XD

This girl

She's seen some pretty strange things, but well...

forever~

He's trying NOT to freak people out these days. Kinda helps the whole "making friends" thing

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If he eases them into it slooowly, I can see it working!

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