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

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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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[info]k_waterbender
2008-06-21 04:07 pm UTC (link)
Katara smiled at Giselle. “Oh. Well, then, I’m glad I could help a little.” Then Tyler gave her a bit of a comforting word as well. These people really were nice, and she figured none of them would blame her for at least trying to help. It’s not as if she were trying to show anyone up; she simply had talents that aided in this sort of thing. Then he answered her question, and she was surprised that he said he wasn’t an expert. He was doing so well that she thought for sure he must be. Oh, well. At least he gave insight on what he thought should be the way of it. She saw him adjust his stance to use what she had suggested, though, and he knocked every pin down. Katara beamed as he told her she was right. She liked being able to help.

When he sat down and inquired as to where they all came from, she listened to others’ replies first before giving her own. “In my world I was originally from the Southern Water Tribe.” She knew that they would know just as much about where she was talking as she did about their homes. She obviously hailed from a completely different world than the others, though it seemed like Giselle and Christian were on somewhat common ground. “Where are you from, Tyler? What about you, Jun?”

When Jun was up, Katara noticed how joyful the boy seemed to be. He and Giselle could probably bring light to even the most miserable situations. Six pins was good, though. Even she could have probably shot the ball through the space left by the fallen pins. “Good job, Jun!”

After Christian bowled his turn, knocking over the same amount as Jun, Katara smiled and clapped. “I think everyone is really getting the hang of this game.”

To prove her words were true, Giselle stepped up and knocked over eight pins altogether. “Fantastic, Giselle! I knew you could do it.”

Katara stood and walked swiftly to pick up her ball, sinking her fingers into the three holes. Then, lining up the ball with the pins as best she could, she drew it back and tossed it. This time she was almost certain it would hit where she wanted, but at the very last second it veered slightly to the right and collapsed seven pins on that side. It was still a good number so she wasn’t quite deterred. When the ball returned she lifted it again and aimed for the cluster of three pins. The ball collided with one, which skimmed another that merely wobbled without falling. Eight. That wasn’t bad. She’d gotten that score last time, too. At least she was consistent.

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