vin. (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
indispensible) wrote2013-12-10 05:44 pm
indispensible) wrote2013-12-10 05:44 pm
Entry tags:
- dance apocalyptic,
- dancing :o :o :o,
- how do talk people,
- i miss mark,
- jimothy i wish you would just not,
- mistborn are also cheaters,
- mistborn are mysterious,
- mistborn need not make sense,
- most intense socialite,
- my inmate is dumb,
- president of the avoiding vin club,
- secret mistborn club,
- we have to get to the internet
five. spam & video. thank you for dancing 'til the end
spam } throughout lost in translation
[Unlike during some floods, Vin isn't hiding this time - not even close. She's fascinated by the varied languages she's hearing and is scouring the ship to hear as much as possible in the time she has. Admittedly she spends a greater proportion of her time above deck, in the gardens, and in the CES than anywhere else, but the only place she doesn't visit once is Zero. Everywhere else, she's watching and listening and occasionally muttering quietly in the language of Scadriel.]
video } public
[This is the Public Address voice/face, in which Vin is about 10% more social adept than at other times. There's eye contact happening, and that's pretty much all you can ask.]
Mark's gone, you know that, but before he left he . . . mentioned dancing. Dancing lessons, specifically. We talked for a while, and I still want to do them. There's only so much I can teach, because there's only so much I know, but I can start and other people can - teach other things. Later.
I'll be on deck later this afternoon, unless there's a better space.
[And what was the other thing.]
Wear comfortable clothes.
spam } deck
[Vin is, in fact, on deck, starting at around four in the afternoon, and even if nobody shows up she will at least be practicing various calisthenic-type exercises she learned from Ham. Once a small group gathers, she'll demonstrate a few simple steps - brusquely but effectively - of very old-fashioned ballroom-ish dancing. It's pretty clear she's not the best in the world at this teaching crap, but she's an excellent dancer (in part, but not whole, because of Mistborn cheating).]
( ooc; feel free to use the second spam as a somewhat-mingly thing!! i am cool with whatever, threadjack all over the place, do your thing, xoxo )
[Unlike during some floods, Vin isn't hiding this time - not even close. She's fascinated by the varied languages she's hearing and is scouring the ship to hear as much as possible in the time she has. Admittedly she spends a greater proportion of her time above deck, in the gardens, and in the CES than anywhere else, but the only place she doesn't visit once is Zero. Everywhere else, she's watching and listening and occasionally muttering quietly in the language of Scadriel.]
video } public
[This is the Public Address voice/face, in which Vin is about 10% more social adept than at other times. There's eye contact happening, and that's pretty much all you can ask.]
Mark's gone, you know that, but before he left he . . . mentioned dancing. Dancing lessons, specifically. We talked for a while, and I still want to do them. There's only so much I can teach, because there's only so much I know, but I can start and other people can - teach other things. Later.
I'll be on deck later this afternoon, unless there's a better space.
[And what was the other thing.]
Wear comfortable clothes.
spam } deck
[Vin is, in fact, on deck, starting at around four in the afternoon, and even if nobody shows up she will at least be practicing various calisthenic-type exercises she learned from Ham. Once a small group gathers, she'll demonstrate a few simple steps - brusquely but effectively - of very old-fashioned ballroom-ish dancing. It's pretty clear she's not the best in the world at this teaching crap, but she's an excellent dancer (in part, but not whole, because of Mistborn cheating).]
( ooc; feel free to use the second spam as a somewhat-mingly thing!! i am cool with whatever, threadjack all over the place, do your thing, xoxo )
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[But she hasn't been looking all that hard for familiar things, either. Her focus has been on the new and unknown, trying to figure out what makes Earth - all the different Earths - go, not what Scadriel had been. Elend would be doing both.]
[She starts slightly at the question, then shakes her head.]
No. Not yet. But Stark likes them. I know what they are, I just haven't seen one. There are so many I don't know where to start.
[Elend would probably go alphabetically, which just goes to show some of his ideas are dumb.]
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[ He rocks on his heels, smiling; it'll be a nice distraction and an excuse not to show Christmas movies. ]
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[A beat. She thinks she's probably being rude.]
Yes. I'd like that very much.
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[At least, she's assuming, since she has literally no idea why there would be a whole subgenre just for children. That's weird.]
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[ Because who grew up in the least normal life ever on earth? This blue jerk. ]
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