Snippet #2704737

Nadya beamed. "The dancing part is a lot of fun. My instructor likes to tell us to hold ourselves like princesses though, which is stupid." She thought so, though it did work to get everyone to straighten out. "Mostly though, I signed up for the sword fighting bit. It's ballet with swords!" It was a lot of fun. "We have weighted wood practice swords to rehearse with, and she won't let us take them home, but that's fine. It's still a lot of fun!"

The teen had signed up for it strictly for the sword fighting lure, but had found herself enjoying the ballet. "Besides, learning ballet is kind of like honoring my heritage, at least according to the teacher. I think she may be full of it on that part." She was russian, not french.

Kasimir rolled his eyes at June. "She is a child. Children are still learning." He said simply. He was always kind to children, and usually kind to women. His co-workers hardly counted, at least in his eyes. The man smiled to June, though it wasn't a kind one. "And the wards won't take too long. There will be lot of set up, but the magic itself is over fast." He assured Nadya. "And it's not very flashy, so there's not much to watch. I'm more curious about the addition of swords to your dance class."