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Bastien ([personal profile] cozen) wrote in [community profile] faderift2019-06-16 06:19 pm

open | your baddest behavior

WHO: Alexandrie, Bastien, Byerly, and their captive audience
WHAT: Mandatory etiquette and dance lessons
WHEN: Justinian 15, 9:45
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: See the OOC post and IC announcement for more information! If you didn't sign up, you can still participate in Parts A and D, and just handwave the other two, without needing to sign up or get an assignment. If you want to do B and C, you can find your own dance partner/seating group OOC, or you can sign up now and we'll dole out new assignments if we get enough latecomers to do so. If you signed up and are missing from the lists when you shouldn't be, I'm sorry and please tell me!



disclaimer: event less fancy than pictured

Seating Assignments
Table One: Gwenaëlle, Iorveth, Matthias, Athessa
Table Two: Flint, Ilias, Darras, Med Seller, Yngvi
Table Three: Julius, Thranduil, Anders, Brienne
Table Four: Benedict, Colin, Valentine, Six, Derrica
Table Five: Teren, Salvio, Bartimaeus, Osana
Table Six: Freddie, Petrana, Kain, Merrill, Silver
Table Seven: Yseult, Cosima, Steve, Inessa
Table Eight: Sidony, Fifi, Nell, Fingon
Table Nine: Thor, Nathaniel H., Solas, Skadi
Dance Partners
— Cosima & Nathaniel H.
— Athessa & Anders
— Teren & Flint
— Freddie & Bartimaeus
— Yseult & Darras
— Nell & Julius
— Merrill & Colin
— Skadi & Benedict
— Gwenaëlle & Solas
— Petrana & Salvio
— Osana & the Medicine Seller
— Sidony & Matthias
— Six & Thranduil
— Brienne & Valentine
— Fifi & Steve
— Thor & Fingon
— Ilias & Iorveth

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For Gwen (open to the band and anyone who feels like staring)

[personal profile] coquettish_trees 2019-06-28 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Alexandrie had been watching Gwenaëlle with private amusement all evening; the slightly lagging lassitude of her movements, the absence (mostly) of the sound of her astringency among the other tones of the evening’s conversation. She’s been, relatively speaking, almost docile.

And now she’s made the mistake of making eye contact with her audacious friend at the pianoforte between songs, who smiles as if something delightful has occurred to her (it has) leans back to say something to those playing with her without looking away, and then begins to play the introduction to an Orlesian art song that she happens to know very well that Gwen knows very well.

Any confusion as to her purpose in doing so will probably be alleviated when it comes to the vocal entrance and she doesn’t open her mouth, instead smiling a bit more broadly, batting her eyelashes with innocent expectation, and settling into a softer holding pattern as any accompanist might for their singer. ]
Edited 2019-06-29 01:01 (UTC)
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[personal profile] elegiaque 2019-06-29 08:02 am (UTC)(link)
( there is a brief pause where it does seem as if gwenaëlle might leave her accompanist hanging, and certainly alexandrie knows her to be perfectly capable of doing just that. tonight, though, she's in a warm mood and floating on a pleasant combination of intoxicants and for the time being still more or less able to stand up unaided; she obliges by stepping forward to lay a hand against the pianoforte as alexandrie plays, and lilts into the first, familiar lines.

which are orlesian, so does it even count as inappropriately, bawdily altering the lyrics if only a small segment of the room is likely to understand what she's done? she sings them as prettily as she might the song as originally intended, all doe eyes and lovely tilted face,

but what she proposes is questionably anatomically feasible.
)
coquettish_trees: (hat laughing)

[personal profile] coquettish_trees 2019-07-09 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Alexandrie, having hoped very much that this is what would happen, laughs delightedly at the keys, biting her lips to smother it so as to not interrupt the beautiful clear sonorous delivery of the absolute filth that had begun to replace the saccharine lyrics of the original on the party circuit of Val Royeaux after the song had gotten popular enough among young debutantes and aspiring vocalists as an evening performance piece to have the first chords she’d played been cause for amusing shows of dismay when they eventually—because they always did—floated through the room.

Whoever had parodied it had truly outdone themselves. In fact, some of the lyric changes had honestly made it a better song to show off ones vocal agility than the original.

The real question, now that they’ve started, is how many of the verses Gwen intends to do. ]