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 Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 2:20 pm
Claire walks into the empty Gymnasium, carrying a portable CD player. She sets it down on the teacher's desk.School was the only place she could unwind and do one of the few things she enjoys most without interruption-
Dance.
She closes the door halfway, pulling her overjacket off so she was just in her workout clothes. She turns on the CD player, getting ready to start the steps. The music starts and she grins, expertly moving her feet to the tune.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 2:38 pm
Sean, who was doing a bit of exploring (quiet exploring), sneaks past the gymnasiums door, only to stop and back up when he realized it was open. Partly open. That's enough of an invitation for him, apparently, seeing as he slips in as carefully as he could, not wanting to make any noises. He turns around after sliding in, and notices Claire... Dancing. Wowza!
Being the journalist Sean is, he quickly makes his way to one of the bleachers, sits down, and opens up his notebook, and begins to scribble and write furiously in it.
"A teen girl, looking to be around 16 or maybe even 17... Long orange hair, put into braids... Wings, brightly colored... Dancing." He mumbles as he writes, concentrating more on the writing now than he was on the girl. This would be a great story, he was SURE of it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 2:48 pm
She dances for a few more moments, looking qute content before--
Oh, person! Claire squawks, falling forward suddenly "O-oi, when did you get here?!?" Her pink cheeks were red with embarrassment, and she suddenly felt self conscious.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 2:52 pm
"Go on, go on, don't stop for me." He waves a hand dismissively, not even looking up from his writing. After a few moments, he finishes the sentence he was writing, and clicks his pen closed, looking up at Claire.
"I was enjoying your little performance there," He says, rather professionally. "Are you trained? Or is this just something you like to do? Or?" As he asks these questions, he clicks his pen again, and hovers it over the piece of paper, ready to write down answers.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 2:59 pm
She shakes her head, turning a deeper red "I watched some videos, followed them, that's all!" She continues to sit on the ground, not going back to dancing. Her hair flows, wriggling nervously around her. "Don't write stuff bout me please..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:07 pm
"Some videos? That's some talent, if you're able to learn by videos!" He says, writing down what she had said. "Were these videos easy for you to follow? I mean, they must've been, right?" He looks up at her again, and notices her hair.
"Whats goin' on with your hair? It's really weird! Unique, almost. Why does it do that? Is it because of your item?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:16 pm
She sighs, walking over to him and having her hair whip out towards his journal. It picks it up, the journal disappearing into her orange tresses "Yes, they're easy to follow, yes, my hair is like this because of my item."
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:25 pm
He lets out a yell as his journal is taken, and he stands up, his wings flapping angrily behind him.
"Gives that back, I need it!" He says, attempting to keep his voice level. "I use that to keep all my stories in, I need it, think of all that hard work I've done to keep that thing safe!!" He flaps his wings again, a frown on his face. "C'mon, please?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:31 pm
"Gimme a good reason to give it back man...I don't like having things written about me.It makes me..." Her hair wavers uneasily. "uncomfortable. I'll give it back if you promise to put it away."
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:48 pm
"Augh, but this would be such a great story! I can see it now-" He moves to wrap his arm around Claires shoulder. ""Orange-Haired Babe Reveals Dancing Secrets" Not too professional, but, eh, I'll get better at it eventually. I hope. What do you think? Should we make you a star?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 3:53 pm
She shrinks slightly at the touch "No, really, please I don't want to be any star or whatever I just want to not draw attention to myself...please." She looks increasingly nervous, fidgeting slightly.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 5:06 pm
Sean blinks, and then nods. "Okay then! Some of those knockoff magazine brands, then. The ones that only a few people buy and you just kinda sit there and wonder why it hasn't been taken off the market yet." He takes his arm off of her, and nods some more, scribbling on his hands. "And your name? That is a necessary thing. What is your name, my orange-haired superstar?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 5:13 pm
"...You're contradicting yourself. I am not superstar material." Her hair whips out and grabs his pen, the pen disappearing in her hair. "Aren't there much prettier, more talented people you can interview or whatever?" She sighs, crossing her arms. The braids pull apart so that her curly hair poofs out, more prepared for if he pulls out any more things.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 5:30 pm
"Whaaat?" He says, backing away slowly. "I'm not lying, man! You're gonna be a superstar, and psh, looks? You're nice lookin', man, your hair... Your hair!!" He nods, clapping once. "Look at your hair! It's amazing! You say it does that because of your item? What is your item? What is your name?" He pulls out another pen from his back pocket, and starts scribbling down notes on his hand again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 5:37 pm
Her face turns a beet red and her hair whips out, trying to grab the new pen "I-I'm not telling you if you're just going to write about me!" She doesn't pay attention and his journal falls out of her curls behind her. "P-please stop talking about me and writing about me! It's embarrassing!"
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