Marion Alice Little (alittlelady) wrote in darkcarnivale, @ 2012-02-04 19:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | johnny slaughter, marion little |
Who: Mary Little and Johnny Slaughter
What: Mary checks out her "competition", or rather the talent.
When: Saturday evening
Where: burlesque tent
Rating: lowish~ maybe
Status: in progress
The Burlesque tent was not a place Mary often found herself. In fact, she couldn't recall ever having been there before. Now she found herself in the odd situation of working there. She hadn't quite started yet, she was still having trouble visualizing it and an even harder time trying to rather her courage to actually do it.
So, there she was, looking over the talent, trying to guess what it would take to get up there and do it. Also trying to decide if her brand of sexy would even fit in. The crowd was rowdy at the best of times and rough at the worst. She knew she wasn't going to be in any danger, but it did make her slightly more nervous. She was sitting more towards the bar, watching from a stool as she sipped a hard cider that was crisp and clear and deceptively alcoholic.
She wondered idly if anyone would pay attention to her when she was on stage. Arkady had been sure they would, but she somewhat doubted her ability to captive this kind of audience. They expected a certain something that she felt she lacked in such large amounts. She knew she was...pretty, but she wasn't sexy. She certainly wasn't well endowed. She felt like a man, having that sort of problem. She could just hear her mother's voice, 'You don't have anything to offer a man.', 'Why would ANYONE want to watch you?', ' Do they make you do DIRTY things at that Carnival?'
With a sigh she continued to watch, it was too late now, she'd already said she'd do it. And really, it would be good for her. If she could just get over her little bit of stage fright.