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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 0:38:42 GMT -4
Noelle flipped on the switch and all the lights in the dance studio flickered to life. She looked around at the large space. There was a bar and half the side of the walls were mirrors so it was perfect. She was already in her body suit and her long, stick straight her was tied up in a tight bun. She put on some dance slippers to warm up at the bar.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 0:42:53 GMT -4
Noelle held onto the barre, posturing her body, making it straight and graceful. She started warming up with pliés, bending her knees, her feet turned out on point and then coming back up. She remembered in the academy in France, her teacher would be walking around with a stick, straightening out all the girls backs. She smiled, doing the pliés, making it look effortless.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 0:48:17 GMT -4
After a few routines on the barre, Noelle was already working a sweat. Most people, who weren't educated on the dance, thought that ballet wasn't hard. When in reality, it was one of the most difficult dance styles in the world. Noelle took off her dance slippers, ready to put on her pointe shoes. She slipped them on and then, with caution, stood on pointe, wincing a bit from the pain, her toes feeling numb.
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Post by Velareksil on Nov 17, 2009 0:52:18 GMT -4
Sea blue mirrors skimmed their surroundings with a strange curiosity. A tall figure completely lost despite the year it'd previously spent wondering the same campus. Seiinkes pushed back his bangs, cursing himself for never paying attention to his surroundings. But such was among his habits, and he never planned to change them. Still scanning the doors, he looked for a familiar one when something caught his eye. An unnatural white light that would come from none other then a florescent bulb. Somebody or many people were present. Out of habit, he pushed open the door slowly and entered with only the sounds of the bells beneath his jacket to announce his presence. His eyes skimmed the room, catching a single, graceful being. A smirked overtook his face, those mocking sapphire eyes blazing, his confident stance remained unchanging as he leaned against the wall near the doorway.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 0:54:12 GMT -4
Noelle holds onto the barre, as she prepares herself to work on her penché. On Pointe, her body stays lifted and extended, and she lifts her back leg, going up and as far as possible. Noelle was very flexible, so this wasn't a problem. Her leg went far up, while the other one stayed on pointe. She winced slightly, she could feel her toes bleeding, but held it longer.
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Post by Velareksil on Nov 17, 2009 0:58:02 GMT -4
Seiinkes tilted his head lightly to the side, letting his silky dark hair brush his eyes slightly. He crossed his arms, allowing the fine tuned buzz he loved ever so much to revive itself once more. It caught on and echoed the room, and he grinned. Wondering if this person's concentration could beat his roommate's trace-like sleep.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 1:00:31 GMT -4
Noelle heard a sudden noise and in the corner of the room, saw someone at the door. She sort of half spun around on pointe and then fell. Avoiding to hurt her ankle, she fell on her elbows.
"Oh!"
She exclaimed, flinching at the pain. She looked up at the boy, standing at the door with a grin on his face.
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Post by Velareksil on Nov 17, 2009 1:05:42 GMT -4
Seiinkes raised an eyebrow, his thin grin, those taunting eyes, all remained the same. His arms were still crossed while on the inside he was considering what would be the best way to handle such a girl. His blood was burning with laughter, but he decided he'd take a different approach. He pushed himself from the wall and walked over to the girl, his intimidating stance unchanging as he stuck out his arm slightly, the same metal sound calmed his internal laughter, but never the less he was delighted. "Sorry, I had no intention of startling you, are you alright?" he spoke in a voice that matched the rest of his being, and his blood boiled, laughing at his own slight sarcasm.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 1:09:29 GMT -4
She looked at the boy, he had a boy-ish face but he was rather tall. She could see him mocking her behind his sapphire eyes and she got up, on her own.
"No, I'm fine."
She said, standing up, not intimidated by him.
"I'm Noelle."
She said, trying to act nice. Maybe the boy put on an act, Noelle thought, and if she were nice to him, he would open up.
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Post by Velareksil on Nov 17, 2009 1:19:00 GMT -4
Mentally, Seiinkes was slightly disappointed and began his analysis once again. His smiled still didn't change, although he withdrew his hand, sending a fresh ring through the air. His mental being sighed, and he spoke "Seiinkes." was plain reply, "pleasure to meet you." His eyes blazed with their usual jeer, but this time he was actually relatively honest, he did get bored of seeing the same face ever now and then, and the mirrors in the room brought him a great deal of comfort. Even so, his natural composure was unchanging, although internally he and what remained of other self considered his next move.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 1:23:05 GMT -4
A smile formed on Noelle's coral pink lips. She took his hand and shook it.
"Likewise."
She said, and pulled away. She knew he would open up eventually, but he still had that cocky air to him.
"So, I haven't seen you around Four Oaks,"
She said, trying to start a conversation with him.
"You new?"
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Post by Velareksil on Nov 17, 2009 1:33:53 GMT -4
Seiinkes responded again with an awkward look. He admittedly got lost often, and he did have his own paths to his classes, but there was still something about the aura he so happily gave off that made it almost impossible for anybody to forget his appearance. "No." He looked around the room and nodded toward the place Noelle had previously been practicing, "I've never been witness to the talented artists this school seems to be ever so proud of, would you mind showing a bit?" internally he had been quite curious about the graces of the school, but just the very fact that his usual air had been penetrated also gave way to a little bit of turmoil within him. It bothered him that he didn't get to have his usual fun, but he figured he could at least stand to bare witness to something new for a change.
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 1:42:48 GMT -4
Noelle blushed slightly, embarrassed. Now she knew that behind that arrogant demeanor, he was probably just very lonely. She smiled when he asked her to show him some moves and she nodded. Noelle was never shy about her dance, she knew she was good.
"Sure,"
She said with a smile as she straightened her back and started towards the center of the dance studio. She ignored the pain in her elbows and lifted herself, on pointe. Her toes were mostly numb now, so she could move more gracefully without wincing. She tried the penché again, this time not using a barre. She lifted her leg and stood there for a few seconds. She landed gracefully and then bent her knees, sticking her toes out, on plante and doing a saute (A jump in the air with two feet, landing on two feet). She landed each one perfectly and raised her arms above her head. Her posture perfect. She moved with grace and elegance, not missing a beat. She tried her pirouettes, which she had perfect years before, she spun and spun around on pointe several times before she stopped at 5th croisé and did a soubreset, landing perfectly. She smiled, proud at herself and then took a courtsey.
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Post by Velareksil on Nov 17, 2009 11:15:21 GMT -4
Those demonic blue eyes watched with a flicker of curiosity added into their flames. Making himself comfortable on the polished ground, his arms rested on his legs and his head rested on his arms. As he watched, he admired; it was graceful, elegant, and appealing; the smoothness of the movements and the beauty of the lighting, it seemed all to unreal to him. He'd never understood the potential movements of the human body, the beauty, the balance, he watched, absolutely mesmerized by the talent he had only just now stumbled upon. And then those blazing blue pearls met glass. Soft, silvery glass. The same kind of glass that first awakened the hider within him, and he figured he could stand to let it watch, just this once. Share the beauty so many already admired and become yet another admirer. He blinked, when he reopened his eyes they had softened, his overall being relaxed, and his smile turned to a gentle one. The fire in his being did not change, though, although the fire reflected on his face was a more gentlemanly one that showed his delight more easily.
When the act was over, Seiinkes retook his being, clapping softly and slowly, he opened his mouth to speak, but figured there would be no words to express his joy more clearly.
((Teehee, I know I said his other personality already died, but I've always wanted to play a multi-personalitied butt, it just seems to appealing. And I swear this dude is going to run up to Sia and hit in on the face for never actually telling him that the school had this. Yes, imagine having Sia as a guide to school.))
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Post by noelleblanchard on Nov 17, 2009 19:35:57 GMT -4
Noelle's breathing steadied, but she could feel a droplet of sweat on her brow. She wiped it and smiled at Seiinkes, doing a mock bow and giggling. She looked up at the circular clock in the room and her eyes widened.
"Oh, I should get going."
Noelle haden't realized how late it was. She gathered her things and then looked at Sei.
"Thanks for watching."
She said, softly, smiling.
"I'll see you around?"
She smiled at him once more before leaving the dance studio.
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