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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 21, 2009 20:12:19 GMT -5
(( Nothing much, my day has been good. How has your day been?)) "Ok, well, the only way I think I can help is by you being honest with me." she said, voice a bit saddened.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 21, 2009 20:14:44 GMT -5
((Long. I've been dancing all day long because of coppelia and Br'wayfrom the heart.))
He noticed the change in her voice. "do I make you sad?" he asked ever so quietly.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 21, 2009 23:19:15 GMT -5
(( Oh wow, your a dancer? Thats really cool! How long have you been dancing?)) After slight pause, she said, "Yes...but only because you won't let me help you......at the same time, in a weird way, you inspire me."
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 21, 2009 23:22:50 GMT -5
((Since I was 11 years old.))
"I shouldn't make you sad. It's not that I won't let you help me. It's just that some things are....very painful to talk about.I inspire you?" He tilted his head. He was intrigued by her answer. "How do I do that?"
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 21, 2009 23:50:06 GMT -5
((That's cool. What style of dancing do you do?)) Looking down, she blushed a little, not sure of how to put her thoughts into words. "There's just something about you that makes me.......hope, hope for things I haven't even thought possible since I was young and naive."
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 21, 2009 23:53:43 GMT -5
((Ballet, Tap, Jazz, Street Jazz, Hip-hop, Pointe, Lyrical. I've done it all.))
That was a helpful answer. He couldn't read her mind. He looked at her, and took his head out of the titling position it was in. He noticed her cheeks getting red, and couldn't help but smile. He doesn't get to see people do that often. "Oh." he stated blankly. "I hope that's good."
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 22, 2009 8:57:00 GMT -5
(( do you have a favorite?)) "Oh, of course its a good thing. It'd be like...." she said, thinking for a moment, "It's be like you still hoping that one day you'd be able to see the sun- to walk below it and soak up its sunshine. You know its not possible, but you hope for it anyway."
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 22, 2009 10:32:08 GMT -5
((If I had to pick one It would either be tap or character dancing.))
He smiled, and laughed a little. "That would be somehting, wouldn't it?" he asked more to himself then to her. "I hope you do get what your looking for." he said looking at her. He emant it too.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 22, 2009 19:50:19 GMT -5
(( whats character dancing? Is it similar to broadway style?)) "What about you?" she asked suddenly. "Aren't you looking for anything in life? I mean, what do you think your purpose for being here is?"
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 22, 2009 20:03:24 GMT -5
((Kinda yes, and kinda no. You just have to act like a certain person, animal, or object. I have done a slutty office worker and a fish.))
He shrugged. "I don't know." he said. "I've been in this house for so long....I just can't remember if I had wanted to be something." What did he use to want to do with his life? He ahd just forgotten it over the years. He shook his head in thought.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 22, 2009 20:13:43 GMT -5
(( sounds fun!! Do you get nervous when you have to preform in front of other people?)) "What about now?" she asked, wondering why he had automatically thought of the past instead of the present. "Don't you ever dream?"
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 22, 2009 20:16:46 GMT -5
((No. Not really. I like to perform. It is awesomeness!!! I have a performance next week and I'm sooo excited.))
"Of course." he said. "All the time. I dreamed of going uotside, and you know the sun thing. I dream of a different life." he looked down at the floor.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 22, 2009 20:57:13 GMT -5
"What do you mean by 'another life?'" she asked, not understanding what he was saying.
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Post by xxpirateprincessxx on Mar 22, 2009 21:01:33 GMT -5
"You know." he said. "All my life I have only known this house, and my...mothers." he said mother ever so slowly. He hadn't called her that in forever. Man this girl was making him do, say, and remember things that he had not had to in years. He shrugged again.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Mar 22, 2009 21:10:46 GMT -5
"Your mothers?" she asked, confused. "You have a choice, Chino. You can choose another life for youself. Its not too late."
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