2 Works by luckymarchhare
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The large and lavish ballroom seemed impossibly crowded, every square inch taken up by the chiffon of skirts or the silk of tablecloths. It was also incredibly loud too, the chatter of guests and the music coming from the chamber orchestra clashed against the buzzing of Clark and Claire discussing the security in the perimetre coming from the small earpiece in her left ear. They were stationed outside the palace in a truck nearby for fear of being recognised. They’ve been here before. They’ve played this game before. It was Jemilla’s turn now.
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"Look, Zazzy," Jemilla put both arms on Zazzalil's shoulders so that she was fully facing her. "I know we all want to have some fun but there's only so much time before the concert band comes and kicks us out so they can practice. We've got work to do." She gestured to the group to stand up and they did, a few groaning. "There's just no time for singing and dancing right now. We've got-"
"I don't wanna." Zazzalil cut Jemilla off and turned her back around so she was looking directly at her.