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alien_max ([info]alien_max) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-13 20:48:00

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Entry tags:complete, day 3, gabrielle, group activity, max evans, maxxie oliver, rose tyler, tsukasa doumyouji

Day 3 - Country Line Dancing!
Who: Max, Rose, Maxxie, Gabrielle, Doumyouji
What: Country Line Dancing Class
When: 10:00am
Where: The Ballroom
Rating: TBD
Status: Completed




Max woke up indulging in a long, luxurious, morning stretch and wondering where his blanket went. He must have gotten a bit warm and tossed and turned last night...his blankets were in the floor and the fly of his boxers was halfway to his hip. He chuckled at himself and straightened his boxers, as he stood up. Steamy thoughts of Giselle and Katara prevented him from making his boxers lay too straight, showertime would be playtime he decided...the sixteen year old wondered for a moment if the Planet wold supply them with porn. He blushed, looking around like someone could hear his thoughts,Ummmm...nothing hardcore or anyhing. Just like Playboy or Penthouse or something, y'know...just like naked girls..., he blushed again, heading towards the showers...he missed Liz so much.

On the way to the bathroom, he heard someone outside his door. "Hello?!", he called. "Hello, who's there?!". Walking to the door, he opened it and looked around...no one there, but an envelope was taped to his door with his name printed on it. With a curious expression, Max ripped the envelope off of the door and took it back over t the bed and sat on the edge. The paper inside was thickly textured and the printing nicely calligraphied.

'GO TO THE BALLROOM AT 10:00AM. YOU WILL BE TAKING A COUNTRY LINE-DANCING CLASS. THIS IS MANDATORY.IF YOU DO NOT GO, A GOLEM WILL FIND YOU AND TAKE YOU THERE. DO NOT LEAVE UNTIL THE CLASS IS FINISHED OR A GOLEM WILL TAKE YOU BACK.'

Max let the instructions fall to the carpeted floor, followed quickly by his disbelieving jaw, "Dancing?!", he exclaimed, "Why dancing? Who told them I danced? I don't dance!". He picked the instructions up and placed them on his desk with the envelope. Looking over at his digital clock he sighed, "8:45...an hour and 15 minutes...better get showered and hustle on over there"

After a quicker shower than he had planned, Max dressed in tee shirt, jeans and boots grabbed an apple to eat and hurried to the lobby to check out a map for directions to the ballroom. Reading the diagram on the wall, Max hurried into the massive ballroom to find himself the first one there...besides the stone golem testing out an instructional dvd, which he caught the beginning of on a suspended movie screen... "Howdy, Y'all! I'm Shawn Trautman and I'll be teaching you all the Achy Breachy Heart and The Boot Scootin' Boogie!".

"Hello!", Max greeted, as the golem stopped the dvd, "I'm Max Evans, ummm...reporting for duty".



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[info]travelingbard
2008-06-25 11:09 am UTC (link)
“They’re going to teach us how to do country-line dancing.” She answered Maxxie’s inquiry why they were there. But the poor boy seemed frightened of the large-bulky Golem’s. Reaching out to touch the side of his shoulder, “Oh, its okay. They won’t hurt you they’re more of the strong-silent type.” Offering him a gentle smile, trying to lull his fears of the strange creatures she had seen around Mirage.

One of the Golem’s turned to pull her away, “Hey, hands off, buster!” The spunky blonde exclaimed trying to swat the pair of hands that coiled around her waist. Lining her up with Rose and Maxxie. Too bad Xena wasn’t here to kick the Golem’s around. She would have loved to have witnessed that. Or even just the visual of Xena in a pair of cowboy boots, a cowboy hat, and dancing around would be an amusing sight. Smirking to herself, the traveling bard could just picture the vicious glare of the Warrior Princess.

The distinct sound of a country accent filtered through the air. Turning to notice someone trapped in a box! Frowning, Gabrielle looked more carefully, unsure if this sort of technology. But she didn’t dwell on it too much. The instructions were simple and Gabrielle mimiced the moves. Moving her the heel of her boot along the floor. A warrior had to be graceful on their feet, especially in battle. Gabrielle would move with a smooth grace.

Laughter resonated in the room from Max who collided with Maxxie and the other Asian boy, one who she didn’t know. Spinning around to see another girl she hadn’t met, who seemed less enthusiastic. “Not exactly my kind of dancing.” She spoke loud enough for Rose to hear here, catching eye contact.

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[info]nomoreshopgirl
2008-06-25 06:21 pm UTC (link)
"Not mine, either," Rose replied to the girl, glancing over with a smile. "But...I guess some people like this sort of thing?" She lifted her shoulder in a shrug.

"I'm Rose, by the way," she said to the girl. "How long have you been here?"

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