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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{As instructed by her agent, Diva has started to pick up dancing to add to her resume. Well, dancing that isn't ballroom dancing, anyways. To start off, she has picked up ballet, since according to her instructors, it's the basis for many other dances. Diva doesn't really mind about that, but she has been having fun with it.

As such, she's brought a section of the barre and its mirrors with her, which she's stretching against.}

I almost feel bad that I moved on to the intermediate class so fast, but I guess it's to be expected. Ne, I mean, it would have been the same if I had done another kind of exercise. I'm just naturally better than humans at things like this.

{She's mostly thinking aloud, but as if to demonstrate, moves to hold her leg up for a near-standing split. But then she's back to stretching normally, and sighs}

I'd rather do the partnered dancing, though. The stretching and dancing alone, it's boring. I could just do all of that here.

Comments

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, they're nothing to worry about! I think we're growing accustomed to each other now, so they're not visiting my house every week to make sure I'm not doing anything suspicious or something like that.

{Cheerfully,} I would be more worried about those photographers at this point! They follow me everywhere now. It's awful.

[didorothy]

I have a feeling you don't make it too difficult for them.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, why should I? I quite like the attention.

[didorothy]

Never would've guessed, Diva.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Ne, then I'm disappointed! Sam should know me better than that~

You know, though, if we were to go somewhere together, Sam would become quite the celebrity as well! I suppose we'd have to be more careful.

[didorothy]

[this thought is unappealing]

I prefer being invisible to the world at large.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Really? Why?

[didorothy]

You don't get a lot of publicity as a police officer, DI or DCI, but none of it is anything I enjoy. It interferes with my job.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

So it's troublesome?

[didorothy]

Doing an undercover sting becomes surprisingly difficult when everybody with eyes and a newspaper subscription knows your face.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

...Oh! That would be troublesome, wouldn't it? I guess I'm pretty lucky that I can just change my face, then. Well, if I needed to, anyways.

{After a thought} I do sometimes, though. Just when I don't feel like being recognized. Not very often, since I like this face, but on occasion.

[didorothy]

Has anyone ever told you how unsettling that is? No? Thought not.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Of course not. The only people that know about it now are here. Well, and the military, but I don't think they care.

Ne, at least I can't do it too much anymore? Only for a few people, really. The Twins took most of the faces away.

[didorothy]

Why would they do that?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, I told you, the bracelets, remember? I got it taken off the Master and the Twins wanted that power to be limited in exchange. It's never been a problem.

[didorothy]

[Sam will now pretend he actually remembers her saying that]

Right. Of course, I forgot. Must've... slipped my mind between battling Nazis and fending off cheetahs.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Laughs lightly}

I cause you lots of problems, don't I? Well, the cheetahs weren't my fault, but still.

[didorothy]

[smiling]

Trouble appears to come with all of my friends.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Ah, I'm sorry, then. I don't mean to trouble you, Sam.

[didorothy]

It's fine. I apparently live off of the challenge. [doesn't sound like he believes THAT] And I believe this would be an appropriate time to say 'that's what friends are for.'

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

...Well...Is there anything I could do to help? I really don't want to burden you, Sam.

[didorothy]

[he looks at her]

You don't. Not any more than I want you to.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{She just smiles a little}

If you say so. I just want Sam to be happy, that's all.

[didorothy]

[smiles slightly himself, eyes flickering to the floor]

Then you'll have to be happy, too.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Oh, but I am happy! I've never been happier. But Sam is a part of that too.