Emma Grace Frost (
icecoldfrost) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2010-04-09 10:44 am
The Sixth Floor, Friday Afternoon (Pre-Dance)
Once again, Emma had taken over the sixth floor, setting-up spots for hair and make-up, as well as making sure there were lots of snacks to munch on while people got ready. She was 'helped' in all this by a terrier puppy who was running around, supervising all the details.
After all, so many of the people at Fandom were completely hopeless when it came to things like this. It was her civic duty to try and at least prevent people from embarrassing themselves.
[OOC: Post is open to all the girls in the dorms! No, no boys allowed (EXCEPT THE AUTHORIZED CRASHER WHO KNOWS WHO HE IS). If you seriously annoy Emma, she will brain-zap your butt back downstairs, and you will hiccup uncontrollably for the rest of the night. ETA: UP. FINALLY. I'm around on SP until 6CST, and then AFK until 11ish.]
After all, so many of the people at Fandom were completely hopeless when it came to things like this. It was her civic duty to try and at least prevent people from embarrassing themselves.
[OOC: Post is open to all the girls in the dorms! No, no boys allowed (EXCEPT THE AUTHORIZED CRASHER WHO KNOWS WHO HE IS). If you seriously annoy Emma, she will brain-zap your butt back downstairs, and you will hiccup uncontrollably for the rest of the night. ETA: UP. FINALLY. I'm around on SP until 6CST, and then AFK until 11ish.]

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...and it distracted her from how much she missed Lissa on days like this.
Still, she was in a generally amazing mood as she snacked on some food - okay, a lot of food, but her training hadn't exactly been cut short so she was starving - and looked around for people to be girly with.
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Her hands were busy balancing a plate and putting stuff on it.
"Hiii!" she said with way too much cheer.
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In some ways, she felt like a little girl again, watching the ladies of her mother's Court get ready for a function before being sent off to bed. This didn't help with the slight melancholy she was feeling. Not because she couldn't go to prom, but because she could feel graduation looming over them.
Still, she did her best to remain cheerful and excited. It was their day, and Karla wasn't going to be all gloomy about it.
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"Helping those less fortunate," she noted. "Very sweet."
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So, the company of other girls was a welcome change, and she was in a very good mood. ...Although that might've also had something to do with having a date, too.
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She was, like she tended to, rocking a pair of snazzy suspenders and her jacket was still on its hanger and dangling from the nearest curtain rod forcibly pressed into service for the occasion. Kennedy herself was lounging in one of the chairs, looking far too cheerful as she fiddled with her collar and debated whether to leave just the top button of her shirt undone, or go for two. Going for two was most likely going to win, because really, why do things half-assed?
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She was not going to freak out, she kept telling herself. Everything was going to be just fine.
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... But if you thought that was going to stop Ino from entering then you had the wrong girl in mind, yeah. She was indoors! For longer than it took to shower and scramble into clothing for the first time in almost a week. Ino was allowed to want to hang around other girls, yes.
And see what sorts of dresses the others had. She was curious. Okay, the snacks were a draw too. Did she really need to keep mentally justifying herself here? Ino told herself to cut it out.
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Doomed. So doomed.
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Which helped offset the fact that she was showing so much leg.
Anyway, the dress was fine. But she knew she needed help with hair and make-up, and Emma was one of the few people she trusted on that front.
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For herself, her hair was just being blown out and maybe curled a little. Possibly there'd be silver clips in it but it was definitely hanging loose.
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Not that she actually voiced this, at least at first; she just sort of sat there and fiddled with her hair self-consciously. Possibly she was still a little nervous about her dress. She loved it, she just was worried it was too bold. Or something. Worrying was pretty much what Jill did.
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Braid? Updo? Wacky dual buns like Leia?
And then there were the six pairs of earrings she was considering. It was a trial.
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The Ball Pit
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I salute your dedication, madam.
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