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A film forms precariously over her eyes, threatening to spill from them. She bows, and surrenders to its wish. Her eyes are now quite exhausted, from countless times of watering.
Mouthing the words "thank you" to Carlos, she curtsies to him, then to each of his companions in turn. Yet the insecurity still tugs at her; it is clear from those glistening eyes that her heart is not at rest. On an impulse, both her hands raise now, clasp together and she makes a slight movement with them each time she faces a party member.
Her cheeks redden with shame even as she begs for acceptance. Her breathing quickens, and for a moment, it appears as if she will die from the humiliation. But her jaw muscles tighten and she forces herself to gaze into their eyes, trying to discern their reaction towards her...
OOC>>> When I'm not around, please feel free to drag her along [img]smile.gif[/img]
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