Nyx ( Νύξ ) The night holds your fears (_nyx_) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-09-28 13:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | !date: 1997 - september, peyton davis, raquel marius |
Who: Raquel "Nyx" Marius & Peyton Davis
Why: Random Fun
Where: Diagon Alley
What: Nyx is doing her thing
When: Afternoon
Rating: TBD but lowish
Status: in Progress
Nyx was being Nyx, who, most often could be found doing something silly. She had dragged her cousins out of the house and set them up in a small semi-circle in Diagon Alley. She handed her one cousin a Berimbau, her other cousin the tambourine, and her other cousins the drums. She beamed at them and dragged one into the middle of the circle. It wasn't like they argued with her. Dressed in white clothes, a stark contrast to her darker skin, she was grinning like a fool. Then the opening ting of the berimbau began, a slow Tune that made her heart sing and her feet take flight. Since it was a Angola beat, she was low to the ground, instead of filling the game with flowery moves, she played happily, singing even as she twisted and slid around her cousin. It was a light game, more today for the fun of it than anything serious. She ended up in a pile on the ground with her cousin after a failed Tesoura (30 seconds in, volume off!). Nyx laid in the dirt, laughing hysterically, even as her cousins set the Berimbau down and said they were going to go eat. She waved them off and rolled to her feet, grabbing the instrument and settling down on a barrel. She began to play lazily, humming along as she did so, still laughing at herself. Even after all these years she could screw up the Tesoura.