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 Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 3:54 pm
She'd been having the desire to go off Island. Who didn't, but on this trip she had something specific in mind. She wanted to go dancing. Not club dancing, but actual dancing. Dancing alone wasn't all the appealing, and while she didn't doubt her ability to pick up a stranger to dance with for the night, the simple fact was that she didn't want to. That required too much effort and work that she just didn't have the energy or enthusiasm to do anymore. Thus, Claude, ready to go, with matching heels and her hair pulled back into a simple but elegant updo, made her way down the hall. She stopped in front of room 196, and knocked.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 3:59 pm
He happened to be standing at the time of the knock, otherwise Chance would have just yelled something about come on in because it would have taken too much effort to get up. But, since he was already up, he simply took two steps, reached out, and swung the door open.
His eyebrows rose, half disappearing into his curls.
"Going somewhere?" Chance asked mildly, his gaze sweeping from Claude's head to her toes, tilting his head in her direction. "Or is this one of those stripper gram things?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 4:56 pm
"Yeah." Claude replied simply. "We are." At the other question, she quirked a brow at him. "Strippers aren't this classy." She deadpanned at him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 4:58 pm
He didn't miss the "we" part of her sentence and in fact chose to ignore it because he was obnoxious that way.
"I think you mixed up your definition of strippers," said Chance, waving a hand as he stepped back to let her in, padding barefoot over to his closet and rummaging around in it. "So what's with the getup? Are you finally being presented to society?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 5:29 pm
"I think you mixed up your definition of strippers." She replied, stepping into his room and waiting. She looked down at said get up, and smoothed down some of her dress. "Besides, if this was a stripper gram for you, I wouldn't be this dressed up." Claude told him matter of factly. "No. We're going dancing."
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 5:39 pm
"Wow," said Chance, pulling his head out of the closet. "Rude. I see how it is."
But he just smirked at her and leaned against the wall, arms folded across his chest.
"Why dancing and what kind, exactly?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 6:55 pm
"Because I feel like it." Was the honest and straightforward answer. "Think ballroom meets casual meets festive." It was an odd way to describe, but Claude found it fitting. "Do I need to entice you further?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 19, 2015 8:03 pm
He gave her a sidelong glance.
"So, when you say dancing," said Chance slowly. "You don't mean the whole 'get all up on each other in some crowded club somewhere.' Which I have to say, is less appealing than 'ballroom meets casual meets festive,' whatever the ******** that means."
He shrugged. "All right. But what exactly am I supposed to wear?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2015 1:57 pm
"That's not dancing. That's dry humping foreplay." Obviously, and so not worth her time. Claude gave an idly shrug. "Something nice, but not terribly fancy."
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2015 2:53 pm
"Gross," said Chance cheerfully.
He ducked his head back into the closet and rummaged around for several minutes, finally emerging with a pair of black slacks and a white sweater vest that still, because it was Chance, had a sprinkling of stars along the hem.
He got changed without bothering to kick Claude out, because it was pointless by now, and was in the process of putting new earrings in when he turned back to face her.
"So, are you paying?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 9:11 am
"My sentiments exactly." Claude stood in his room with her arms crossed as she patiently waited. She was of a like mind, and didn't bother leaving as Chance got dressed. She was somewhat polite though and stared up at his plastic stars with a tilt of her head. She let out a soft thoughtful hum. "Yes." Claude replied, stilling staring up at the stars. "You arranged them differently."
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 9:16 am
"Hmm?" said Chance distractedly, pushing in a series of earrings on the left side that were shaped to look like a constellation. His eyes followed Claude's until they reached the ceiling.
"Oh, yeah. I figured everything needed a bit of a touchup now and then," he said, which was mostly true, but he wasn't about to tell her that he had changed them because he'd been frustrated at everyone during the moment. Chance straightened, smoothing down his sweater, and smiled.
"All right, lead the way."
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2015 8:35 am
"Mn." Her eyes slide from the ceiling to him and a half-smirk tugged her lips before she turned on her heel, her dress flaring out. With their long legs it was a quick journey to the lighthouse where she had a short conversation with the tech to get the portal set. After hopping through the portal, it shouldn't have been a surprise that where they ended up was tropical. Claude had to be given some credit, because it wasn't anywhere in the Caribbean. The portal let them out onto a quiet and deserted street in Ajaccio, Corsica. Claude's heels clicked lightly on the stone as she stepped away from the portal, and she took a moment to take in their surroundings and listen. Off the in the distance, the sounds of something rather festive could be heard, accompanied by the faint sound of music.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2015 4:16 pm
Chance definitely approved of the tropical aspect of this little outing, even if it wasn't the Caribbean. He glanced around with unabashed curiosity, eyebrows raised as he took in their surroundings, moving this way and that to see everything.
"So..." he said, turning to look at Claude, amusement in his voice. "Why here? Did you just like, look stuff up online or something? Is there some website that stuff like this is on?"
Clearly Chance's knowledge of social media or Deus' electronic inner workings was not exactly current.
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Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2015 5:22 pm
Claude started to move towards the sounds, glancing off to the side at Chance. "A festival." She answered. "I know because I've been here before." She then shrugged idly. "I'm not certain if there's a website, but I hear many do research on events when they have time off Island." The streets started to slowly show signs of life the closer to the music they moved, and it became brighter as well, as lights had been strung up in decoration.
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