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| Ballet Is So Not For Sissies!; -Open- | |
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| Tsunami Lockheart | Oct 2 2005, 03:39 PM Post #1 |
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Tsunami wore her ballet uniform with her hair pulled back in a braid so it wouldn't get in her face. She had just finished tieng her ballet point shoes and had now started to do small stretches to get her body warmed up. Most of the boys in her family would laugh at her and call some pixie name. She would ignore it since later on when she challenged them to a match with no weapons, she would be the vicotr. Of coarse, the would grumble and complain saying 'you got lucky'. The memory alone made her laugh a bit. A few minutes went by before she was done with her small exersices and walked over to where her CD and Tape player was. It was by the tree ear the lake. Getting down on her knees, she switched the contraption to the CD player and pushed play as her other hand turned the volume up. When that was done, she went back to her spot in the center of three droopy looking trees and awaited for the song ot come on. The song was called 'Lilium Rin ne' played by the Orchestral and she had managed to burn the full version of it onto cd. When she had first heard it, she had been determined to make a dance for it. There were no words on the orchestral version, that she was happy for. So, she came out here to do so. Now, she only hoped noone would seeing her doing it. She tended to get embaressed when people watched her. If they did, they had a bad habbit of teasing her about it. But there was no way anyone would visit here. And how would she presume this? Easy, most of the students spent their time at the waterfall or the forest. Most at the lunchroom. Just as the song began, she loosed in her body up and began the dance. There were four beats at the beginning, each beat pausing in between. And with each beat, she took a step forward on the tip of her toes. Her balance was perfect and there were no signs of swaying. Another three steps on the tip of her toes and she leaned down forward so her hands touched her toues while her head touched her knee. It was a liquid movement and done easily before she striaghtened herself back up and did a turn. Her arms forming a O in front of her as she did a small twirl. Her face keeping straight before she came to a stop as the beat changed. It was a smooth beat, almost like water running through a stream. So, she moved her hands in a fluent movement from side to side as if she were weaving. She then moved one knee up before she did three turns. Her braid coming around to wrap around her waist from the movement. When she stopped, the braid fell back in place behind her. This went on until the song was over (whcih was 4 minutes long) and by then she was a bit worned out. The ballet dancer went over to her CD and tape player and pushed the stop button as she sat down. Reaching up with one hand, sh wiped the sweat from her brow and sighed. "That was quite the work out....man I'm thirsty now," Tsunami laughed ot herself as she pulld her bag over to where she was and got out her water bottle. She twisted the lid off and took a drink befor setting it back down beside her. Her heart was still pounding. It was perfact and no one was there to see it. This was a slight comfort since she didn't have to worry about tensing up. |
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| Talos | Oct 9 2005, 10:52 PM Post #2 |
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Bored to with death with staying inside on a nice day like this Daniel Walters had decided to dress in his older clothes and go over and sit by the lake. He had started whittling on a piece of wood that he had found nearby with his khukri. 'Really wish I had thought to bring my pocket knife.' Of course all the while forgetting that his khukri zapped him, yawning. Deciding not to just fall asleep on the banks of the lake Daniel pratically dragged his half-asleep butt over to a nearby tree in order to catch a few winks before continuing on. Upon hearing a orchestra piece, Daniel groaned a few insults at his absent alarm clock and made a motion to hit it. After the music didn't stop he realized he was still at the lake. "Damn, how long did I just sleep...*yawn*...feel like Rip Van Winkle." He stretched a little as he moved slowly to his feet and decided to investigate the sound. He pulled his Khukri, which created a sort of camoflague for him and nick his finger wiping the blood on it. 'Good God I hate doing that.' Daniel climed his ass over a hill attempting to be stealthy all the while and saw the ballet dancer in the midst of her dance. Thinking it odd, but at the same time entrancing, he watched the tail end of the performance with a gaping mouth. Without thinking, he started applauding as he put the knife under his arm. 'Ah, crap your going to scare the living daylights out of her genius.' he thought ruefully to himself as the cloak put up vanished in an instance leaving him the sole source of noise as well as sight. |
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| Tsunami Lockheart | Nov 6 2005, 07:29 PM Post #3 |
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Tsunami was drinking the water quite hungrily until she heard the sound of an applaud. Her blue eyes went wide with surprise as she sputtered out the water and turned her head in the direction in which she heard the sound. A strand of blue hair falling over the side of her face. She didn't think she was being watched, it was only now she found out how wrong she was. The slender girl stood up and lifted her hand up to shield her eyes from the sun. "Who are you? Come closer so I can see you!" She called with a frown on her face. Her braid swaying against the wind as she stood there with one hand sheilding her eyes while the other lay on her waist. not a good sign. |
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