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Posted: Mon Apr 01, 2024 7:08 pm
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She had been just settling in, her guitar placed carefully within its now closed case so that there was little to no chance that it would be knocked about or damaged, when she heard the unexpected sound of a voice outside of her tent. She barely controlled the urge to start before turning to look and see who had ventured out into the tents at this time of the day... There were still so many performances and events on, after all!
She flashed a brilliant smile, however, at the stranger. She vaguely recalled this dark colored lady, with that impressively long blonde hair, dancing in the crowd at her performance. The compliments certainly was endearing the unknown femme to Ishtara, yes indeed... There was little in life she loved more than being honestly praised. Flattery was nice and all, but sincere compliments were the good s**t. "Why thank you, I wanted to try my best to put on my very best show for you all. It is good to know I succeeded."
She considered the stranger for another moment, and then gave a welcoming hand wave to her. "Please won't you come in, and have a seat?" She paused, then added "You probably heard my name when I introduced myself on stage, but to be polite... I am Ishtara, and it is a true pleasure to meet you."
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2024 7:30 pm
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She had just meant to give a complement and move on, expecting the musician, Ishtara, to be too busy for chit chat. But Dancong Rhapsody was not going to pass up the opportunity to talk. “That would be wonderful.” She said as she bustled in. “I’m Dancong Rhapsondy. A mouthful I know. You can shorten it if you want.” So many did that she just went with it each time now. “Have you been playing for a long time? You must have, since you are so talented.” Okay, she was babbling and waving her hands around. Time to rein it in.
Blushing, she smiled. “I never learned anything as neat as that.” She had her own talents, but those were inherited, not trained. Finally, Dancing Rhaospdy quieted and settled her hands at her waist. With a deep breath she looked at Ishtara, probably a little too intently.
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