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eachdraidh2015-01-28 10:36 pm
fabulosa) wrote in eachdraidh2015-01-28 10:36 pm
1st Act | Video | Open to both Courts; Evening of the Feast
[Oh. My. God. She's in hell. She has to be - that's the only explanation. The biggest question is why because as far as she's concerned, she hasn't done anything to deserve this. At the urging of the tiny, creepy creatures, she'd made a pass through the feast before quickly deciding a big nope on that.
She doesn't mingle.
Even if the food smelled amazing. Instead, she settled back in her rooms, a tray of some of the selections in front of her on the large bed as the imps parade some wardrobe choices in front of her. She has her makeup and hair products scattered around her, dress tucked underneath her. She'd spent about 10 minutes scaring a few of the imps into submission, finding them not to be too bad once they stopped biting. They weren't Boi, but they'd have to do for now - desperate times called for desperate measures. She's even let one of them hold her Tiffany bracelet. See? She can totally play nice with others.
The locket pans the explosion of fabric in her very nice bedroom, along with the growing pile of 'nopes'. She has them add one more to it as a dress is shown to her, a bark of laughter followed by a shake of her head, before focusing on the locket the imp was currently holding. She takes a sip of the wine they'd brought up as well before giving her best smile.]
So, war. That's a thing. Not really sure why I was brought here. I mean, like, I've got super important stuff I need to be doing back home. I have an epic last summer before college to figure out with my brother, put my finishing touches on my 10-step plan to be on Broadway, and pick and design my college apartment. I don't have time to deal with this extra drama or this color scheme. Ew. I mean, hello... Dark, gloomy shades are so not meant for my skin tone.
[She gives another thumbs down at the clothes before giving an exasperated sigh.]
Speaking of. Clothing. Money isn't an issue. [She pulls her wallet out of her pink Prada tote, letting the plastic card holder tumble out in an impressive display. Most of the credit cards are pink, created specially for her, except for the black American Express.] Designer labels are a definite bonus.
[There's a little squeak from one of the imps, reminding her of something important.]
Right. I'm Sharpay, by the way. [It was weird thinking there were people here that didn't know who she was. It's okay, though, that'd be changing real soon.] And I guess that's it for now.
Ok... Toodles! [And with that she gives a little wave of her hand, the imp shutting the locket quickly after.]
She doesn't mingle.
Even if the food smelled amazing. Instead, she settled back in her rooms, a tray of some of the selections in front of her on the large bed as the imps parade some wardrobe choices in front of her. She has her makeup and hair products scattered around her, dress tucked underneath her. She'd spent about 10 minutes scaring a few of the imps into submission, finding them not to be too bad once they stopped biting. They weren't Boi, but they'd have to do for now - desperate times called for desperate measures. She's even let one of them hold her Tiffany bracelet. See? She can totally play nice with others.
The locket pans the explosion of fabric in her very nice bedroom, along with the growing pile of 'nopes'. She has them add one more to it as a dress is shown to her, a bark of laughter followed by a shake of her head, before focusing on the locket the imp was currently holding. She takes a sip of the wine they'd brought up as well before giving her best smile.]
So, war. That's a thing. Not really sure why I was brought here. I mean, like, I've got super important stuff I need to be doing back home. I have an epic last summer before college to figure out with my brother, put my finishing touches on my 10-step plan to be on Broadway, and pick and design my college apartment. I don't have time to deal with this extra drama or this color scheme. Ew. I mean, hello... Dark, gloomy shades are so not meant for my skin tone.
[She gives another thumbs down at the clothes before giving an exasperated sigh.]
Speaking of. Clothing. Money isn't an issue. [She pulls her wallet out of her pink Prada tote, letting the plastic card holder tumble out in an impressive display. Most of the credit cards are pink, created specially for her, except for the black American Express.] Designer labels are a definite bonus.
[There's a little squeak from one of the imps, reminding her of something important.]
Right. I'm Sharpay, by the way. [It was weird thinking there were people here that didn't know who she was. It's okay, though, that'd be changing real soon.] And I guess that's it for now.
Ok... Toodles! [And with that she gives a little wave of her hand, the imp shutting the locket quickly after.]
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[It's been far too long since he's gotten to have this kind of fun.]
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What the Station? FYI, I don't do public transportation, so if it's like buses - no. Also, I'm not gonna do my best Shakespeare imitation because people can't appreciate my word choice.
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Kid, if you can find a bus here, I'm sure you'll gain a few ranks just from that. But hey, at least that means you know how to use your legs, because you're gonna do a lot of walking around here unless you were lucky and took horseback lessons.
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Buuuuut, that'll really start to sink in later - give her a few days because right now she's focusing on the horseback riding bit.]
Our parents did make us do it when we were younger but it smelled. [She's not gonna touch on the walking bit because designer heels + walking + dirt = disaster.] Oh my god... Do I have to ride a horse? Did they really take the whole medieval schtick that far?
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[GOOD LUCK, FRIEND. He has no idea how she's gonna manage to deal with a place like this without going crazy. At least watching how she copes will be entertainment in and of itself.]
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[She'll eventually break down enough to wear the local clothes and boots but not yet. Not while everything is so new and terrifyingly fresh.]
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Kid. I've been walking without shoes. You can survive without heels.
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Also - you must have so many calluses. Have you ever had a pedicure? [Would anyone even attempt one for him?]
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I'm a special case. I get the natural kind that frosts up my toes and makes them glisten and shine.
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