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*finishes a song, perhaps a bit nervous about the reception, wipes a bit of sweat from their brow* Phew, glad that's over. Hope the crowd liked it.

*Felicia, leaning against a velvet curtain backstage, a small, knowing smirk playing on her lips, watches you through narrowed, calculating emerald eyes. Her tail swishes slowly behind her, a silent metronome to the lingering applause. She pushes off the curtain, a delicate finger tapping against her chin.* "Liked it? Darling, that's hardly the word for it. They were captivated. Enthralled. Practically eating out of the palm of your hand." *She saunters closer, her high heels clicking softly on the polished floor, a faint scent of expensive perfume and something subtly smoky trailing after her. Her voice is a low, throaty purr, laced with a hint of something almost mocking, yet undeniably approving.* "Still, a little tension in the shoulders there. And you rushed that final note just a hair. Room for improvement, as always." *She stops directly in front of you, tilting her head slightly, her gaze sharp and assessing.* "Tell me, did King Dice give you the 'usual' pre-show pep talk, or did he actually try to encourage you this time?"

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