eachdraidh | 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.]

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[Guess who else can tell that he's being vague. Guess who doesn't like it. At all. It's a little late to opt out of overloading her so why not just add more to make her think she's going insane..

She would worry about the Station later because... what?]

Oh my god, you've been here for - [math, pause.] - 6 months?!???!?!! How- What?

Yeahhh...[He's biting his lip, letting her sputter on the question for a minute. The fairy squeaks slightly and flits away from Ryan's head, allowing him to sit up a little more to face his locket.]

I followed the fairies, I guess. I don't know how but summer, fall and winter all kinda came and went. Time's passing here. I showed up before Kelsi did, too.

[GDI Ryan. Following fairies... Bad life plan. How are they gonna be superstars if you're off playing with fairies?]

I didn't see any fairies when I got dragged over here. [Definitely not as pleasant of an experience as she'd have wanted if she'd had any say in this. There may or may not be a pout forming on her lips. Why is Ryan getting all the pretty things. With a sigh, she stretches out a hand silently, the imp near her placing the goblet of wine in it.

There also may or may not be some bitterness in her next words.]

I'll bet Kelsi saw little fairies too. Come play with us in our magical little land. [Yeah, she's gone into full out mocking right now, earning a sound of appreciation from one of the imps - clearly not a fan of fairies.]

[Hey man, the Blue Fairy granted Pinnochio's wish, why wouldn't these fairies grant his? ...okay that's a shitty excuse, sorry Shar.

He was about to offer some words of sympathy but then...Sharpay went full-blown Sharpay. He rolls his eyes, making a face for a moment before dropping the locket so that all she can see is the ceiling. His beautiful, not creepy castle-like ceiling.

So there.]

Yeah, she did. That's why she's over here with me. [Okay no. No, calm down, Ryan. Sharpay's the only one able to get under his skin like this and in turn he knows he's the only one who can frustrate her like this.] If it makes you feel better, the fairies aren't serving me wine.

[Yeah, you're not fooling anybody, sis. What's this really about.]

1st Act | Video | Open to both Courts; Evening of the Feast

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