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not!Prom

Jun 17, 2008 04:59

Characters: Diva, Sam Tyler, and maybe Gene Hunt if he wants to crash the party haha.
Location: First Sam's apartment then some suburban mansion? A FANCY ONE I GUESS
Time: A week after this thread
Summary: Diva recieved an invite from a person at one of the socials that she attends to a Winter Ball, and she invited Sam to be her dateescort to the ( Read more... )

life on mars (d1) sam tyler, blood plus (d2) diva

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chansondelamort June 20 2008, 23:41:39 UTC

With some amount of difficultly, Diva was able to make it to Sam's door. The one thing about fancy ballgowns, stylish shoes, and most other fashion-related things, they were rarely practical and only sometimes comfortable. Not as if it had ever really bothered Diva. She had been born into the era of corsets, after all. Even now, there was that uncomfortable kind of tightness that held her chest to help shape her figure. Not that she really needed the help.

But after smoothing out the dress and idly running her gloved fingers through her hair, Diva knocked at Sam's door, putting on a pleasant and pretty smile to greet him once he opened it.

chansondelamort June 21 2008, 00:30:19 UTC

"Practice," she said with a laugh, "Though, this isn't as bad as the older fashions. This corset is really loose compared to the ones I had to wear in Russia. They'd be strung up so tight that I could barely breath. This is very comfortable in comparison."

Diva looked Sam up and down quickly before she smiled warmly. "And Sam looks very handsome, I think. It fits you perfectly, just like it should."

She took one of his hands gently and motioned to where the limousine was waiting with her other hand. "Ne, but our chauffeur is waiting. Are you ready to go?"

chansondelamort June 21 2008, 01:03:23 UTC

That was the only thing that was actually strange to Diva anymore. Being able to go to a star-filled sky to meet people from other times, places, and worlds? It had become normal. However, the fact that on her walks, not-quite-dates, and, now, balls with Sam, what they saw was different was still strange to her. It made sense, in a way, but it was still a little discomforting. And, by the look the chauffeur gave, a bit awkward. But she set her hand lightly on the car all the same before ducking into the fancy interior of the car ( ... )

chansondelamort June 21 2008, 03:05:16 UTC

"That's a very rare brand," Diva started with a smile, "Very limited releases. But that's really because most of that winery's stock is bought by my Chevalier. It's the only brand that we'll drink casually. Of course, it's rude to turn down a drink, but, this one, it's special in more than just the taste ( ... )

chansondelamort June 21 2008, 04:16:02 UTC

Seeing his expression, Diva looked surprised. She hadn't meant it as any malicious or sadistic kind of comment. Diva could only guess that he had taken it in the most literal sense, but that was impossible. So her expression turned to one of concern quickly ( ... )