frenchgypsy (frenchgypsy) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2012-02-06 11:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | garret, sim |
Friday April 3, 2009
Who: The School, starting with Sim and Garret
What: A dance
Where: The School
When: Evening
Note: Feel free to use this as the main scene for the dance, tag who your scene is with to help everyone out!
Sim was nervous. She wasn't dressed like the other girls, at all. In fact, she looked down right like a hobo. She nearly turned around and went back to her room, but her stubbornness won out. Once she commit to something, then she saw it through. Dressed in the nicest thing she had on her, a pair of jeans with holes in the knees from wear and tear, a long plain black sleeveless shirt that had the bottom hem unraveling, an off white button up that had a dark wine stain on one sleeve and her only pair of brown boots that were peeling and may have once been darker. Her hair was done like it usually was, brushed and left down with a few beads and feathers braided in as her earrings dangled and shimmered.
Standing at the door way, she looked around and thought it was beautifully decorated. Speakers playing music while people in the middle of the room danced with food and drink to the side, streamers and balloons and glitter were everywhere making everything shimmer and shine like stars. Green and yellow table clothes made everything brighter, like spring was here. Life blooming and wanting to break out from the winter haze and become alive again.
She nearly ran right back to her room. Instead, she rolled her sleeves up so the wine stain couldn't be seen, took her hair band she usually had and pulled her hair up in a bun letting the feathers and beads hang down. There, now he looked a bit better. She didn't look so frumpy at least. Maybe. Hopefully. First stop, drinks. That seemed to be where a lot of people were if they weren't dancing. . . At least she hoped it was dancing and not a mating ritual.
"Oh!" She said surprised, after bumping into someone as she reached for some punch. "I'm sorry. You didn't spill anything, did you?" She asked, looking up at the person.