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dancing through life [closed]

Jun 29, 2009 01:45

Who: Cordelia, Bret, Lottie, anyone else who wants to have fun!
What: Dancing and music!
When: Late Sunday/Early Monday
Where: The City Square

( I get knocked down, but I get up again )

bret mcclegnie, lottie noble, barney stinson, cherry reyer, cordy estwynde

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lottieinasnap June 29 2009, 06:07:27 UTC

Yup, her sleep schedule was going to be messed up for a long time now. It was a good thing she had slept a long few days before this, or else she would have been dragging her heels to this dancing party, if it could be called that. But she was actually pretty bright eyed and excited to meet other people, however.

Her insecurity about the city, especially with that building falling earlier, caused her to walk slowly, so it was with some apprehension she found the other woman.

Upon seeing her, however, she quickly cheered up. "Hey! Are you Cordelia?"

cordy_estwynde June 29 2009, 06:10:27 UTC

Cordelia turned around to face the other woman and smiled brightly. It was another person! And not a talking animal or a creepy elf! "Yes, hello!" Cordy chirped brightly and made her way over to Lottie. "Are you Lottie? Isn't this place awful? Where did you come from? How did you get here? Was it the tree? I really hate that tree. You can call me Cordy, by the way."

lottieinasnap June 29 2009, 06:18:45 UTC

Oh, a happy person! The relief was overwhelming. She was pretty, too, and looked normal. Hopefully there would be no talk of magic and wizards and muggles. Really, Lottie could have hugged the girl. She could only survive so long without human interaction. Not that Ginny and Quahl weren't human, but...

A small laugh erupted as the questions nearly bowled her over. "I am. It's... I dunno yet. I'm from New Mexico. The tree stole me. I think the tree took everyone." Her responses came as quickly as they were fired to her.

cordy_estwynde June 29 2009, 06:24:54 UTC

Cordy took the other girl's hands and began spinning them around in a circle, bouncing up and down a bit as she spun. "I've never heard of New Mexico, but it's fun to say. Is there an Old Mexico? I'm from Hyrule. It's far away from here and we have pointy ears like the elves, but I'm not an elf." She stopped spinning for a moment and leaned in conspiratorially. "I know they're really nice and giving us decent food and nice clothing--" She paused, looking down at her dress. "--well, giving us clothing, anyway, but there's something a little weird about them, don't you think? I came down today when the building came crashing down and they ran into the city center after this bell rang and then they locked all the doors!" With that, Cordy began spinning around again. It was halfway between a dance and a children's game.

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AAAAAUGH my first attempt got eaten by the internets :< I condensed what I could remember weedyshyguy June 29 2009, 17:14:33 UTC

Bret was late. He'd spent about an hour searching for a wild flower at the edge of the forest to use as a makeshift cologne.

He did his best to ignore the nagging voice telling him he should go into the forest to look for Hood. The elves had said everything would work out. He hoped that meant for the best, but he thought it was probably a bad idea to question people with magic on their side ( ... )

Re: AAAAAUGH my first attempt got eaten by the internets :< I condensed what I could remember cordy_estwynde June 29 2009, 19:36:25 UTC

Cordy scampered over to Bret, pulling Lottie along. "Hello!" she called out from a distance. It was possibly too late to be shouting so loudly, but she didn't seem to mind. "Did you bring your lute? And your dancing shoes?" They stopped in front of Bret and she dropped Lottie's hand. "The dancing shoes thing is just a metaphor," she clarified rather needlessly. "Obviously, I do not think the elves will provide something like dancing shoes. Although they do apparently give baths. And anti-bird potions. And lutes!" She paused after a moment of rambling and made a chirp-like noise. "Oh! By the way, I don't think I mentioned, I'm Cordy. Hi!"

sorry for taking so long, I get distracted easily weedyshyguy June 29 2009, 22:39:02 UTC

The woman appeared to be drunk. Most guys would be excited by this fact, but for Bret this was more of a turn off- if only because he seemed to be the type that attracted all the horny drunk girls in bars, and they always made him feel cheap and used.

She also talked a lot, which was something he wasn't used to unless it was Mel. God, he hoped she wasn't a Mel. No amount of pretty could outdo that much creepy. He did his best to be as subtle as possible as he took a step away from her.

Finally, she said her name, and he relaxed visibly, "Hi Cordy. I'm Bret. We spoke on the...in our journals." There really was no better way to put that, "I brought my lute. Do you have any requests?"

Re: sorry for taking so long, I get distracted easily cordy_estwynde June 29 2009, 22:47:05 UTC

"Hello, Bret!" She smiled pleasantly and turned back to Lottie. "Yes, this is the other one we were expecting. He brought his lute." She turned back to Bret. "I don't know if we'll know any of the same songs, if we come from different worlds. I think we do. You don't look Hylian to me, anyway." She tapped her pointy ears. "None of this. Not that I'm an elf."

She hated that she had to keep explaining that to people. Even if they did seem kind enough and were certainly helpful, she found the elves to be a little too solemn and a lot too secretive for her tastes.

"Anyway, just play your favorite. Something lively. Something we can dance to!" She frowned, glancing around. "Didn't you say you were in a band? Where's the rest of them?"

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weedyshyguy June 30 2009, 04:39:48 UTC

Bret was somewhere between bursting into tears and fainting on the spot. His cheek felt tingly where Cordy had kissed him. There appeared to be a bird on his shoulder, but he was too caught up in a serious of quite confusing and conflicting thoughts to really worry about any of that directly.

He hadn't even noticed the blond man approaching. And then he was there, standing a bit too close for comfort, asking to talk to him in private. He nodded mutely, unsure of what else to say. And this guy obviously had his stuff together more than he did. He probably knew what Bret should do.

Bret followed him away from the girls, doing his best to hide the fact that his eyes had been filling with tears.

go_for_barney June 30 2009, 04:53:15 UTC

Barney slung an arm over the man's shoulders in a bro-like fashion. "The music angle is good, bro; chicks love it, but those lyrics..."

He stopped suddenly, turned to really look at the man.

"Dude, are you crying? Never mind, because New Ted," he said with a flourish "this is the first day of the rest of your life. For I, Barney Stinson, am going to teach you how to live."

weedyshyguy June 30 2009, 04:59:35 UTC

Bret wasn't sure where this was going. He felt he should probably defend the lyrics but he couldn't think of how. And then the guy saw that he was crying and he felt like such a loser and a girl and he really wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

At least he was sort of getting a hug?

"My name's not New Ted," he sniffed, wiping his eyes on the back of his hand, "It's Bret. And I already know how to live, I think. I'm pretty sure I'm doing it right now."

cherry_reyer June 30 2009, 05:06:03 UTC

Was this guy for real? Cherry squawked from the top of Bret's head. She shuffled her feet. It was the closest she could come to some sort of comforting pat.

Meanwhile, she eyed the blond man. If her instincts were right, she had him pegged. He was a type. She didn't often stoop so low as to type someone, but she might make an exception of this comedy continued.

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