scene 49: sixteen candles (in my heart will glow).
[Sarah is humming under her breath as she approaches the TARDIS, and there is a bounce in her step that could only be accounted for as the anticipation of something magical. It was her birthday, and after all, you only turned sixteen once. She hadn't quite believed the disclaimer that this dinner just happened to be on her birthday, that it was purely coincidental. No, they were up to something, she just knew it, and the possibility of what it could be made her smile.
But once arriving there, her breath catches in her throat - the soft glow of candlelight inside, the elegantly set tables, the very unsubtle shout of "Surprise!" when she walks through the door not only makes her jump out of her skin, but takes her breath away. This is not a quiet dinner at home, this is a very lovely, very carefully planned party. She stands, one hand over her heart as the startlement wears off, her eyes wide with surprise. Her smile broadens and she's soon laughing - at her own reaction, at how perfect all of this is, at how lucky she is to have everyone here with her.
And the first thing that comes to mind - the very first thing she manages to say once she catches her breath - does not do justice to any of the elegance or finery in the room. Hands on her hips, her countenance glowing, her statement is somewhere between scolding (for surprising her like this at the last minute) and complete happiness (for everything).]
You guys!
((OOC: If your character knows Sarah at all, they were invited, so no hesitation, dears. Also, everyone is more than welcome to bring a guest, so even if your character doesn't know Sarah at all, they could have come, too. Please indicate in the subject line whether your comment is action or voice. ♥ ))
But once arriving there, her breath catches in her throat - the soft glow of candlelight inside, the elegantly set tables, the very unsubtle shout of "Surprise!" when she walks through the door not only makes her jump out of her skin, but takes her breath away. This is not a quiet dinner at home, this is a very lovely, very carefully planned party. She stands, one hand over her heart as the startlement wears off, her eyes wide with surprise. Her smile broadens and she's soon laughing - at her own reaction, at how perfect all of this is, at how lucky she is to have everyone here with her.
And the first thing that comes to mind - the very first thing she manages to say once she catches her breath - does not do justice to any of the elegance or finery in the room. Hands on her hips, her countenance glowing, her statement is somewhere between scolding (for surprising her like this at the last minute) and complete happiness (for everything).]
You guys!
((OOC: If your character knows Sarah at all, they were invited, so no hesitation, dears. Also, everyone is more than welcome to bring a guest, so even if your character doesn't know Sarah at all, they could have come, too. Please indicate in the subject line whether your comment is action or voice. ♥ ))