Tracey Ophelia Davis (ophelialost) wrote in uprisingrpg, @ 2011-02-03 21:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | tracey davis, zacharias smith |
Who: Tracey & Zach
What: Dancing, talking about Blaine, etc.
Where: Dance studio.
When: Wednesday evening (backdated)
Warnings: None?
Status: In progress.
Though she'd been practicing all day with her company, Tracey wasn't at all tired. If anything, dancing simply gave her more energy. The rest of the dancers in her company had left for the day, but Tracey was still in the studio, dressed in her usual pale pink tights, black leotard and ballet shoes, with her hair drawn back in a tight bun. The leotard revealed not only her tattoos, but also many of her scars and small burn marks, all gifts from her Fiance... but dressed in her dance clothes like this (or when she was with Theo), was the only time Tracey didn't even notice, let alone care.
Zach would be arriving any moment, but Tracey couldn't bring herself to just sit and wait for him. It wasn't just because she was feeling a little awkward and nervous over what she wanted to discuss with him, it was simply that she wanted to move, to dance. So instead, she made her way to the stereo that sat against the wall, popping in the CD that had the correct music on it. Pressing play gave her just enough time in silence to take her place on the dance floor. Surrounded by mirrors, Tracey struck her beginning pose, and as the music began to play, she moved effortlessly into Odette's dance. As always when she was dancing, the music took her over. She was aware of nothing but the dance and the music, not even the sound of the door to the studio opening as someone else arrived...