Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:10:36 AM)
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Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:13:51 AM)
(sett the scene lovey?)
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:16:08 AM)
*The upstairs gallery is well lit, though the artwork ranges from dark fantastique to dystopian sculpture to grotesque. Downstairs, the place is lit just barely by blacklights and the occasional red filter. The decor might be intended as "unfinished disaster cleanup" or "post disaster ruin," walls showing exposed brickwork, concrete columns chiped away to show the re-bar. A bar almost immediately as one comes down the stairs, a few tables and chairs that seem to be sculpted from re-bar. The DJ booth is driectly beside the dance floor, and it looks like the gent working the first set has started to get the tempo up a bit.*
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:20:58 AM)
(how's that for a start?)
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:21:23 AM)
(awesome :)
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:22:42 AM)
(just a sec.)
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:23:51 AM)
(k)
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:28:37 AM)
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Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:31:59 AM)
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Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:32:01 AM)
*she enters the club, smiling checking herself before plunging into the crowd, she was feeling good, so much stress and work lately had kept her from this, her one true passion. Dancing. She had always viewed it as an extension of physics and science, the dance was symbolic of the movment of stars, planets, atoms and particles in the universe, she smiled and swept thru, heading for a seat near the DJ booth*
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:33:08 AM)
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Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:33:30 AM)
(Bloody wireless. Did I miss anything?)
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:38:12 AM)
*tomoe enters the club. Dressed to the nines she giggles almot and skipping to the beat of the music, she had always to dance, to her it seemed to be the symbolic analogy to he movment of stars, galaxies, planets and particles, atoms and molecules i nthe universe. The rythmn pulsed and lfowed like time, rippling across spac and the crowd moved liek the quantum field conencting them al land bringing them together*
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:39:27 AM)
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Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:41:47 AM)
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Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:41:57 AM)
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Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:42:28 AM)
(Still here?)
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:42:46 AM)
(yup. did you see the last of my posts?)
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:43:51 AM)
(Haven't seen any. Was ghosting and cisconnected)
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:46:14 AM)
*Tomoe enters the club and i right away grabbed, and puleld by the music. This always happened, in her world the music and the Dance was an allegory, the symbolic representation of the Universe, The swirlign harmony and beat carrying her forward was the Universe's dance of Stars, Galaxies, Planets and Molecules, atoms and particles, the rythm nis Time and Sapce unifed by the quantum field of the bodies o nthe dance floor, to blend her dual nature of scientist and artist. This was what she lived for. Too long away from ehr passions locked in her lab and classroom. She had truly mised this.*
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:46:56 AM)
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Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:47:26 AM)
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Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:47:35 AM)
(*sigh* please repost)
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:49:35 AM)
(ARGGGHHHH)
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:50:03 AM)
(...I'm sorry)
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:53:34 AM)
(Don't hate me?)
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:54:35 AM)
*Tomoe enters the club and is right away swept up into it's magnetic orbit. This always happens to her, the music and the dance are the driving forces in ehr world. They were the analogies and symbolic alelgories for the energies of the universe. The swirling storm of music and energy carry her forward, the music revealed to her the secrets of the Universe, The swirl of Galaxies andStars, Planets and Particles, Atoms and Molecules. The rythmn was the energy thatconnected them al land the Crowd the Quantum Field, feeling the tug and pull of it all, it was what she lived for. The dual nature of her existence, the scientist and the artist, the quiet gir land the party girl. She was a teacher and a student, Her lifedivided until she steps int othe crowd, dancing and swirling , her face beaming an dglowing with the lights relfected of fthe pale white makup, the black of her leather and lace, silk clothes, th ehells click as she moves, the length of her multi-colored hair swirled*
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:56:02 AM)
(no hate. just frustration)
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 11:57:02 AM)
*Bryan was in the booth, flipping through a CD case as he decided what came next. His jacket hung on a chair by the bar, and otherwise he was in his plain blacks, with his ronage bandana holding his hair out of his face. He glanced at the floor, which was doing alright. A glance at the bar and entryway to see who else might need to be tempted onto the floor... hmm. Hello.*
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 11:58:15 AM)
*she swirled thru the crowd not needed a reason or an invite, the crowd, some of wich knew her already welcomed her in asa sister, like a ray of light amongst the darkness of space she was premier amongthem, hard to miss and jsut as beautiful*
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 12:00:49 PM)
*An eyebrow arched appreciatively. He kept building the tempo slowly, letting the crowd swirl and twist, shifting like a tide.*
Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 12:06:50 PM)
*spinning ,swirling, dipping and rising, her heels, astonishingly high, semed to intent ot trip her up, but she notonly managed to stay upright, she was even elegant and exotic as she moved. the smile o nehr face was one of a free and wild soul*
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 12:08:28 PM)
*He grinned. Dancing in heels like that was impressive on it's own, but that sort of smile... yes, he approved. He kept the music going, feeling that as lng as he could keep that one dancing, the rest of the room might follow like moths after flame.*
Bryan Burns (Mar 16, 2011 12:13:33 PM)
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Tomoe Mitsuhara (Mar 16, 2011 12:20:08 PM)
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