ᴀ̶ɢ̶ᴇ̶ɴ̶ᴛ̶/ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ phil coulson (
veryproud) wrote in
thoughtformed2013-11-09 10:15 pm
New Moore 103rd Homecoming Ball
Who: Everyone.
What: The fancy anniversary/homecoming ball.
When: Saturday evening, November 9th.
Where: Four Saison's Ballroom.

[ You made it to the ball. Presumably, you will have an awesome time and/or be completely miserable.
Through the doors is a giant dancefloor, with a small orchestra on stage. They're playing beautiful music and later in the evening they'll be replaced with a DJ who will then pump up some sick beats. You can be like hot damn that's my jam.
This ball is full of fancy decorations, fine dining, dancing of all sorts, alcohol??, tears, everyone trying to look their best, and Dinkerton wearing a golden crown and high-fiving a crowned Coulson. The tables are circling the dance floor if you're going to sit down the entire time or you need to eat that food. ]
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What: The fancy anniversary/homecoming ball.
When: Saturday evening, November 9th.
Where: Four Saison's Ballroom.

[ You made it to the ball. Presumably, you will have an awesome time and/or be completely miserable.
Through the doors is a giant dancefloor, with a small orchestra on stage. They're playing beautiful music and later in the evening they'll be replaced with a DJ who will then pump up some sick beats. You can be like hot damn that's my jam.
This ball is full of fancy decorations, fine dining, dancing of all sorts, alcohol??, tears, everyone trying to look their best, and Dinkerton wearing a golden crown and high-fiving a crowned Coulson. The tables are circling the dance floor if you're going to sit down the entire time or you need to eat that food. ]
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[Well, someone's been taking lessons, not just in dance, but in poise. Color her surprised.
...Doubly surprised, once she takes notice of his disdain.]
Or maybe they're here to dance the night away with their own blokes.
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I'm serious. Y'shouldn't sell yourself so short. Look at ya. These mongrels don't even deserve t'breathe the same air as you. Not fit to sweep up after ya.
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[However, something about this situation gives her the worst feeling of deja vu. This isn't the first time she has seen such intensity in Rudy, though the last time, he was too busy prying past her walls to compliment her, even in such an unsettling manner.
He isn't the two Rudys she's most familiar with, is he? The realization causes her to stumble in the dance, though she has a feeling there's far worse she has to worry about. She takes a bit of a breath, bracing herself. When she does work up the courage to speak, she keeps her voice hushed.]
...That why you killed Simon?
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Yeah. It is. Wasn't good enough for ya. Runnin' round pretendin' t'be somethin' he's not. He wasn't a hero. He was nothing. But he's gone now, Alisha, so you don't need to worry about him.
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Maybe I didn't want him gone. Ever think of that?
[She has a feeling arguing the point of Simon's heroics will do nothing but lead them in circles.]
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You've got it wrong.
[ Despite how tense the conversation seems to be getting, Rudy's motions don't seem to reflect it and seems just as calm as when he'd asked her to dance. ]
S'not about what you want. S'about what I want for you.
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Maybe it don't work that way. You don't own me.
[Her words are far braver and bolder than she's currently feeling.]
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[ The hand on her hip slides behind her, pulling her against him while his other hand runs a finger down her cheek. ]
Those blokes who used t'come and harass ya at work.. Notice they don't come round so much anymore? Notice they don't chat ya up as much as they used to?
[ He lets the question hang in the air while he directs his attention to lightly brushing his fingers over her hair accessories. ]
It's gonna be beautiful. You'll see.
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...Wot did you do to them?
[Part of her is too terrified to want to know, the other part is morbidly curious.]
I've got a boyfriend; so wotever freaky little fantasy you got running in your head isn't gonna happen.
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[ He looks back down to her face, expression still unchanged. ]
Didn't say I was concerned 'bout him. He's just another bloke poisonin' ya. Not that y'haven't done enough of that yourself.
[ His hold on her tightens just a little. ]
You're better than that smear of shit.
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[Her heart beats madly against her bosom, every nerve beginning to fray. It wasn't often anyone or anything got under her skin, and it was never to the degree to which Rudy was currently accomplishing. However, she wasn't about to let him trash the one person who had brought some form of sunshine back into her life.]
Don't fucking talk about him like that.
[Alisha restarts on her search of Sirius, and now, a way out of Rudy's hold. With every alarm bell going off in her head, panic is beginning to sink in.]
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[ Rudy isn't blind and easily catches her eyes drifting around behind him. His finger slips under her chin and tilts her head back toward him to force her to make eye contact with him instead. ]
Fucking... look at me when I'm talkin' t'you. Y'don't even understand the shit I've done for you. T'make you better.
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Make me better? How the fuck does that make me better? The only thing it makes look better is getting as far away from you as possible.
Now let me go, you prick.
[Alisha attempts to push him away
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S' a small island, Alisha. I'm never far.
[ Rudy reaches out for her hand, placing a kiss on her knuckles before pulling his hand back to meet the other behind him. ]
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Guess that means I'm moving into Sirius' shoppe. Have a grand old time getting past magic roadblocks.
[Whether she's bluffing or not... she herself hasn't decided on yet. Alisha's far too shaken to have any decision set in her mind. All she currently wants is to scurry back to Sirius, and the chaste kiss feels like it takes all too long. However, the second is free, she quickly turns her back to him and makes haste over to the perceived safety of her boyfriend.]
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You alright, love? You look spooked.
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She shakes her head.]
No. Can we just leave?
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[He leans down to kiss her, just a short touch of lips, more to just be there for her than anything else.]
Let's go.
[ooc: Continued in Rudy's thread thing.]