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located in Finger Wiggles and the Scot, a part of Mirrored Perception, one of the many universes on RPG.

Finger Wiggles and the Scot

Petra & Ross


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"No, I'm not - you don't have to - you don't make me uncomfortable," Petra struggled to find the correct words, trying to voice what she was feeling. It wasn't typical of her.

But Ross seemed comfortable, and that helped to settle her nerves. She ate the rest of her sandwich as it grew dark around them, the fairy lights' glow illuminating the glasses of champagne and Ross's face while the sun set. Ross seemed pleased with the way things had gone, if the smile on his face was any indication. Petra tried not to steal too many glances at him, but he looked so content.

After some time had passed Ross got to his feet, catching Petra's attention. "We ner got to finish our dance. I know yer still mad at meh about the d'Galla... But I'd like ta try 'n make it up to ya." She stared for a moment at the hand extended to her, trying to recall the events of the Gala. "I think you've already made up for it," she admitted. Setting her champagne glass down, she took his hand, letting him pull her to her feet.

Her other hand found its way to his shoulder, settling gently on his arm as she began to sway to the music. "I wasn't mad at you, you know," she began. "I was mad we didn't have a fighting chance, that some people," and here she tilted her face forward slightly, indicating Ross himself, "had to - or felt they had to - sacrifice themselves for others. I remember how your face looked afterwards." Her smile fell a little as she recalled seeing him get pummeled to a bloody mess. "Anyone would be upset."