[She lossttttt, ughhhh, she lost and she's sweating and creeping hot embarrassment is crawling across her cheeks, not to mention over her skin everywhere she's been touched.
Atem folds her arms -- it is absolutely a protective wrapping-arms-around-yourself self-soothe disguised as closed-off body language, it's not as powerful as she'd like to make it look -- and shuts her eyes. She'll accept it with grace, with dignity befitting her station. After all, she's not the Pharaoh; she won't win every time.]
I did warn you I was an out of practice dancer.
[Stop flushing. The flush is just the wine. That's it.
She needs to go lie down somewhere cool. Maybe the gardens, the ones her apartments open onto -- there's an artificial pond dug there that sounds very good right now.]
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Atem folds her arms -- it is absolutely a protective wrapping-arms-around-yourself self-soothe disguised as closed-off body language, it's not as powerful as she'd like to make it look -- and shuts her eyes. She'll accept it with grace, with dignity befitting her station. After all, she's not the Pharaoh; she won't win every time.]
I did warn you I was an out of practice dancer.
[Stop flushing. The flush is just the wine. That's it.
She needs to go lie down somewhere cool. Maybe the gardens, the ones her apartments open onto -- there's an artificial pond dug there that sounds very good right now.]