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

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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alien_max
2008-06-27 11:46 am UTC (link)

Max grinned as Maxxie wrapped his arms around him and called him cowboy…he chalked the almost-hug up to the boy being English. They weren’t so worried about being macho like American guys, he figured. The comment about ‘bigger blokes stomping on his feet’ though…now that had Max worried. Maxxie seemed like a sweet guy. Maybe a gentle soul that others abused. That pissed Max off…if he lived in Roswell, Max would have looked out for him.

The others seemed to collectively hate dancing from the comments they were making. Max wasn’t a great dancer, but he didn’t mind trying and it was a good way to meet others. He smiled at Doumyouji’s comment about staying until we get it and replied to him, “I hope that you don’t have to stay until I get it!”, he grinned, “You might need a cane by then!”

The golems started the video up again and the man with the southern accent started giving directions…more of the same…toe tapping in different directions…crossing your legs one over the other…turning…hopping back three times…clapping and start all over again!”

Max was sure glad that he was on the end so that he had only one person he could bump into. Each time he screwed up, Maxxie was as sweet as the first…he began to think this guy didn’t have an angry bone in his body.

After making them repeat the steps several times, one of the golems held up a card that said ‘refreshments’, while another carried out a tray of what appeared to be lemonade…and yet another brought around a stack of towels for them to dry themselves with.

“Nice to get a break. Think this means we’re half done?”, he asked the group. Patting his face with the towel, he peeked over the edge at the two blonde girls, trying to get a better look at them, as he was too shy to stare at them openly. Max, at sixteen, had only ever dated one girl and was a bit awkward with them to say the least.

Taking a sip of the lemonade, he asked, “So, where are you all from? I was snatched from Roswell, New Mexico”.

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