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Alice ([personal profile] fateshifted) wrote in [personal profile] moodshifter 2017-03-10 02:30 am (UTC)

Alice isn't surprised, of course, when Natasha steps in to dance with her instead, but she is surprised at how it makes her feel, a little nervous and giddy like the first time Jasper had twirled her into a music-less dance on a mountain path somewhere in the Appalachians, sixty years ago. This is still so new, but it feels so familiar, it's hard to remember that being nervous would almost be expected.

As Natasha lets her go and draws Jasper in, Alice focuses past them for a moment, just a quick peek into the near future, and suddenly she's very glad she isn't able to blush. It's only a quick blip of emotion and she thinks Natasha and Jasper are too focused on each other to notice her little gasp, which she quickly covers with a bright smile, and applause when they manage a tricky little maneuver without any trouble. It's good to see them together, and a relief to see how well Jasper is doing with her, even if she won't be human for much longer.

"Take your time," she says cheerfully, winking back as she steps into Jasper's waiting arms and lets herself be swept into the next song. Her heart is in her throat when she starts whispering to him, telling him the vision she'd had when he'd been dancing with Natasha—she'd been right, he hadn't noticed the little shiver of nervousness before, but he must be noticing it now.

"...and it's, I don't know if it's going to be tonight, but it's...it will happen soon," she finishes, looking up at him anxiously, but to her relief, he just dips her deep with a faint smile. He'll need to step out, she's fairly sure, if Alice and Natasha are really going to, to do that, just being able to feel it might be too much, but they don't keep secrets. She won't keep this a secret.

By the time Natasha comes back, the music has finished and Jasper has his arms around Alice's waist at the window. She feels him give her a quick squeeze, probably in answer to the little spike of nervousness again, but she doesn't hesitate to slip away and join Natasha near the door to the garage. "Of course, if you'd like. Come on, I'll show you." It already feels like an instinct to reach for Natasha's hand as she starts for the stairs.

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