ext_131565 (
spyprincipal.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhigh2005-12-06 05:27 pm
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Rehearsal #2
The Dean Principal sits in the theater. The set has been built... they only await... a script.
[OOC: Not using this, but I thought you'd be amused]
[OOC: Not using this, but I thought you'd be amused]

Re: Dance!
*DEATH does jazz hands in Jaye's direction, in what he hopes is an encouraging manner.*
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He shrugged. "It can't be that bad, can it?"
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Then she stares some more.
"Interpretive dance? Like..." She demonstrates with a flailing of the arms. "Like that means 'oh my God, I hate my life?'"
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She interperates hanging herself with a noose.
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