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[Were anyone to step out of their lovely pods this fine evening, they'd find an Alice twirling merrily in the moonlight, capybara nestled tightly in her arms (and he's looking a tad annoyed but that's really neither here nor there). She's a little restless, and this is a great way to take care of that.

Besides, she's found the most wonderful musician in Louis to supply her with lovely music to dance to (especially since it ISN'T a quadrille). Her steps are not quite an appropriate Futterwacken, but it's been modified so she doesn't send Tullywobble the Capybara sprawling across the grass. He plays the pipes, Alice dances.

Feel free to pester!]

((heading to bed, will tag in the morning o/))

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[entirelybonkers.livejournal.com]

[Alice does an elaborate little twirl before she pauses to look over her shoulder at the speaker. Now, she knows Tullywobble isn't particularly pleased about this whole charade, though he does seem to at least be behaving himself.]

Tullywobble, if you please - and really, you ought to try joining, I find dancing in the moonlight to be terribly therapeutic even if it seems a tad odd to some thought to be frank, I find being odd rather invigorating.

[oneperfecthit.livejournal.com]

Tullywo-Ah!

[He remembers talking to Alice now!]

So that's Tullywobble.

[Lucas looks around for his capybara and grins as he lifts him. Red flies off from Lucas' shoulder and perches on an artichoke. No, he will not be involved in this.]

Named mine Maxim. Now what kinda dance y'doin'?

[entirelybonkers.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes! This is him. [Alice stops and blinks, setting poor Tully down. He waddles somewhere not far to the left.]

Ah, just something I made up, a bit of this and a bit of that and most certainly nothing related to Quadrille.