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Tweak says, "hes and cherl are crazy"

r (keoughr) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-13 09:23:00

Entry tags:

christian, complete, day 3, giselle, group activity, ichinomiya jun, katara, tyler johnson

Day 3- Bowling
Who: Giselle, Tyler, Jun, Katara and Christian
What: Bowling
When: Late Morning
Where: Bowling Alley
Rating: TBD
Status: Completed!

Giselle woke with the pleasant thoughts of Legolas in her head. Their impromptu duet the day before had stuck with her even into her dreams. She smiled dreamily as she sat up in bed and went to the balcony doors. She leaned against the side of the balcony and sang with all her heart. When she had finished her seranade of the entire resort, she resumed waking up.

She showered and dressed with the help of her animal friends and went to get some breakfast at the restaurant. When she returned from a satisfying meal of pancakes and fresh fruit, she saw an envelope taped to her door that she had neglected to notice before. She pulled it off and tore it open. Giselle loved getting messages, and she half hoped it was from Legolas.

But it was not to be. Instead it was instructions about a mandatory activity she was to participate in. She had never even heard of bowling. She frowned, but if she was going to be doing it with other people, she was going to have fun, regardless.

She spent the remainder of the morning, before she had to participate in the activity, redecorating her room. Instead of all pink, she concentrated on putting some silvery and purply threads in the comforter on her bed and in the wallpapered walls. She gave herself a grander vanity and a bigger wardrobe.

She was dressed in a flowing yellow dress when she left her room to go to her activity. Her hair was left down, tucked neatly behind her ears. She skipped as she moved down the hall of the main building toward the door leading to the bowling alley. She stepped in and found that she was the first one there.

She went to the desk and the golem there directed her to a lane after handing her some shoes and socks. She grimaced and held the shoes up in front of her face. "Has someone else worn these?" She whispered loudly to the golem. He nodded and she wrinkled her nose. "Do you have any no one else has worn?" He shook his head. She frowned and sighed, heading for the lane she had been directed to.

Sitting down, she pulled off her sandals and proceeded to put the shoes and socks on. She was horrified at having to wear something someone else had worn. Someone she didn't know, too! Sitting back to wait for the others to arrive, Giselle's attention was drawn to a television set high above her head. It had some dancing pins and bowling balls on it before it cleared and some instructions flowed across the screen.

She read them as quickly as she could, trying to understand what she was supposed to do. The video replayed itself when it finished, and Giselle looked down the lane to the pins standing in formation. She screwed up her mouth wondering just how she was supposed to knock all those huge pins down with just one little ball.

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k_waterbender
2008-06-13 05:18 pm UTC (link)

Katara groaned as the haze of sleep drifted from her mind. Had she actually slept in a place like this? Yes, she had. How couldn’t she when her room was so comfortable and reminded her so much of home. She knew she wasn’t home, however, when she awoke. She wasn’t in the Fire Nation, nor even in a village in the Earth Nation. This room looked like any Southern Water Tribe room might, covered in animal pelts with a small fire in the middle.

The strange parts of the room were that there was a patio and a bathroom. When she first noticed it she thought maybe someone was bending the water through to make it run, then she realized maybe it was something similar to what the Fire Nation inventors had been working on with heated water systems. It was far more advanced and complex than anything the Waterbender had ever seen the Fire Nation with before, but she simply accepted it and left it alone. She rather enjoyed the spacious tub, though.

With another groan, Katara pulled the fur skin blanket up over her head and curled herself into a ball. There was no one she could turn to. The only person she had met was Max and a rather impersonal rock… person-thing. She had never seen Earthbending that was so detailed and exquisite before. Toph might be jealous that a planet had usurped her right to the greatest Earthbender. Then again, the younger girl was only the best in the world, not necessarily the universe.

“Okay. I’m getting up.” Katara threw off her blankets and proceeded to the bathroom to attend to her toilette. When she finished bathing, she simply worked a bit of Waterbending skills to pull the excess water from her hair and skin. No use wasting a towel when this was so much quicker. Besides, she was hungry.

A pang of hurt stabbed into her gut not because of hunger, but of regret. Had she already allowed this place to spoil her? There were people all over her world still suffering after five years of suppression and destruction from the Fire Nation’s wrath and she was bathing and thinking through her options of a next meal, anything she wanted.

No, no… She still wanted off this rock, she simply had to pretend she enjoyed herself. It couldn’t read her mind right? Silvery-sapphire eyes scanned her living quarters. Apparently it could. This was useless. She should get something to eat, then worry about a plan of escape.

Katara pulled on her traditional Water Tribe peasant’s clothing and tied her mother’s necklace around her neck. She then proceeded to braid her hair, slipping two beads- one each- onto two different strands of hair to be tied back like loops to her braid. Slipping on her moccasin-like shoes, she deemed herself ready to face a day she thought might prove less than pleasant.

Just as her hand settled on the door and she pushed aside a draped fur, Katara noted a paper of some sort attached to the smooth surface of the wood. Tearing it down she realized it was a sheath of some sort with another piece of paper inside. Lifting the flap she read words in the same writing she saw on the tablet, yet she understood perfectly. “Mandatory? What is ‘bowling’?” She thought aloud. The young woman didn’t know where the bowling alley was, let alone what it was. However, she did know the general direction of the kitchens and decided to eat first. If she was punished for tardiness, so be it. Nothing could be worse than being kidnapped from her true home, from the people she loved.