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Jan 19, 2008 10:37

Clive had heard the music and hadn't thought much of it, that was just Milliways, always something going on.

It wasn't until now, two days later, that that bone-deep itch had finally gotten the best of him. Clive wasn't a singer by any means, that was Gypsy's gig, he was the cameraman and now costume designer.

But that wasn't going to stop him from dancing.

So there you have it, gothboy in a featherboa and a top hat, dancing like a madman, clearly Doing the Unstuck Well, clearly, that is, if anyone were close enough to hear the music piping from his headphones, other than that it probably just looks like a lot of flailing.

(tinytag: Broadway Goes Brutal plot)

clive

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