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A tea dance had once been an exciting mystery to this young troll - tea that danced? I mean, she knew that psionics could sometimes control water, but how would you keep the tea warm and safe to drink? So when they opened up at the cafe she served for she'd immediately signed up. Before the first one she had been a bundle of nerves and excitement - all beneath a calm facade of course! (In truth her toes had been tapping away, but there was only so much a young troll could control.) She has been so excited, so incredibly, amazingly, indubitably EXCITED!
It had been a little bit (a huge bit) (a massive bit) (a ginormous bit) dissapointing.
But that had been the first time, which was a while ago. Nervit was not half as foolish now of course! (Okay so it had been three times and she still hadn't quite got over the dissapointment.) Nowadays she simply came to serve tea and cakes beforhand - the tea hand brewed and the cakes provided by a rustblood who, like nervit had a small lusus and therefore needed to find other ways to survive - and then watch the dancing. In truth, she wanted to dance - but the age groups were segregated, and she'd yet to turn up to an age-appropriate dance. Plus of course she had to learn the steps. Whilst an informal event, the dancing was formal - the Waltz, the Tango, the Quickstep, the Foxtrot - then the faster dances, the more exuberant - the Samba, the Jive! One of the dances she had attended had been for experienced dancers - and to watch the trolls spin and roll across the floor, watch claws carefully restrained from hurting or just prickling - to watch the sizzle of romance in the dances. Well. Even Nervit, she of the uninvolved could see it was beautiful.
But today was a Juniors Dance, and as Nervit poured tea into waiting cups, only small bodies milled around.