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Post by Sawyer Krem Alister on Aug 15, 2009 21:53:16 GMT -5
The outside of the Persona was everything you would think a club should look like. The outside looked ethnic and cool, the neon lights were inviting and alluring, promising a experience like no other. The people walking in looked like they belonged there; sleek, smooth, sexy, subtle, confident. The night is for those that want to be something like that or just find that person inside themselves.
After talking to the bouncer and handing him the guitar, he trots back to his companion of the night. I asked him to hold my guitar for me. He said he had no problem for it. So come on let's head in. There's music playing, spirits are high, and people dancing. You can dance, right?
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Post by Mercy on Aug 16, 2009 12:26:03 GMT -5
(OMG, I'm a vampire!)
Dawndrell cocked her head. "I've never TRIED," she answered honestly. "I don't really know if I COULD if I DID try..." She thought about this for a little longer, then remembered her own "companion of the night" standing beside her. She grinned to herself.
Why am I standing here thinking useless things? This place is SICK! She grabbed for Sawyer's hand and pulled him in with the crowd. "C'mon! This'll be WICKED awesome!"
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Post by Sawyer Krem Alister on Aug 16, 2009 21:17:38 GMT -5
the inside was packed with a floor and a half of people all dancing to techno, disco, and live Latin jazz. With a bar and cafe in the back, it was definitely a party. Seeing the smile on her face, Sawyer decides take the lead and pulls her into the crowd. In the center of everything, the amount of people pushes them close, but not too close. From there, he takes her by the hands and looks into her eyes. Alright, this song isn't too fast, and it's actually pretty good. Just follow the beat and feel the rhythm. Your body should do the rest. Trust me. You can see the moment filling him up with excitement. You can see the music move through his motions. He was already having fun. But he was more radiant because of Dawndrell. He's been dancing before, but never with someone else. As he were to explain his actions, he would say "I guess you just get tired of dancing alone." and he'd smile as if to heal the situation. But now he has someone to share the moment. "Hanging By A Moment" I guess. Interesting how a song can effect the actions of a young boy's heart...(the narrator shrugs)
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Post by Mercy on Aug 17, 2009 11:31:27 GMT -5
Other girls would have died right then and there, but not Dawndrell Scotts. She watched their feet moving together, and eventually got the hang of it. From the ground, her eyes moved up to watch her dancing partner. A stray beam of light caught his eyes, making them glint a shocking shade of amber. She grinned.
"You're right," she said. "This is great!" And indeed, it was. Dawndrell could feel her heart beating in time with the song, and her body moving on its own.
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Post by Sawyer Krem Alister on Aug 20, 2009 21:06:26 GMT -5
Look at you! She can dance, she can play, and look good doing it! You're a natural. He beamed at her, proud of her first dance and admiring the spirit she's putting into it. To him, it was inspiring. Time passed as well as songs, and after a while, Sawyer got tired. So he took his partner by the hand and brought her to the cafe. The light s here were constant glow of dim sun setting reddish orange. From here, you could actually hear yourself think and talk, as well as hear the woofing baseline in your ears. Coming back from the counter to the table where he left Dawndrell, he came bearing gifts of refreshments! Waters for all, merry Christmas! You could tell it was cold bottled water because when he picked them up, he jumped at the feel of their frigidness, like he forgot the sensation and discover something out of the realm of reality. But quickly remembering his senses, he brought the to the table. Here we are. Two, um,.... cold... things... WATER! That's right water ;D Readers, you make face palm yourself now if it will help.
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Post by Mercy on Aug 21, 2009 11:12:32 GMT -5
*Face palms self* Again with the discovery of water?
Dawndrell took her water eagerly. Her blood raced, and she was exhausted from having so much fun. She took a loooong sip and set the bottle on the table with a loud, "Aaah," before realizing that might a little tacky and weird.
Whatever. At least the lights dried me off. And-- what do you know?-- The bright lights had dried all the stray water out of Dawndrell's clothes from her fall into the fountain. She took another sip of water, then did a huge spit take on the table, nearly hitting Sawyer.
"Golly, the fountain!" She grabbed Sawyer's arm--(There seems to be a lot of grabbing in this RP XD)-- and pulled him toward the door. "I left François at the fountain!"
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Post by Sawyer Krem Alister on Oct 3, 2009 20:27:05 GMT -5
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The closer he got to Persona, the more he felt the music in his blood and the rhythm in his feet. Spotting the guard he had hold his stuff, he hurried over to him and asked for his guitar back. Within a few minutes, his guitar was back in his arms. Happy, he gave it a big a hurried to Dawndrell. Well, now that we both have our friends back, you want to call it a night, or you have some ideas He was hoping for option two. Hereallydidn't want this night to end just yet.
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Post by Mercy on Oct 3, 2009 23:16:52 GMT -5
Normally, Dawndrell would be all tuckered out after doing stuff all night, but she didn't really feel like going to bed and falling asleep just to wake up to a new day. Why tomorrow? Why not today?
"Umm..." She shifted her feet a bit. "I don't really mind, I GUESS..." I wonder if he's sick of me yet... "If YOU had anything in mind, I'm fine with it..." It's awfully dark... How late is this? "I mean, if you're TIRED or something, we could leave and go to our dorms and meet again tomorrow... or not... Like, whatever YOU want! Umm..." *absolutely nothing is happening up here... Dawnie stands at a loss for the right words*
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Post by Sawyer Krem Alister on Oct 7, 2009 7:25:03 GMT -5
Beaming, he grabs her by the wrist and, lightly, pulls her closer.Good. That means I can show you one more place before it gets too late The expression on his face showed he was up to something; something interesting. Starting to walk away from Persona and back towards the streets he waves to Dawndrell, signaling her to terry by his side. It's a bit of a walk, unless you're afraid of heights called back to her, his silhouette now being swallowed by light of the city,his guitar on his back becoming the only recognizable thing.
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Post by Mercy on Oct 7, 2009 20:23:47 GMT -5
Dawndrell shook her head. "Heights are fine," she called, jogging to catch up. She reached Sawyer's side and held on to his shirt sleeve, as so not to lose him in the semi-familiar city, and held François bundled up in her other arm, nice and tight. Dawndrell wondered where else they could possibly go, especially at night, but followed eagerly, anyways, excited at the prospect of a long, fun night out, with a new friend, no less.
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