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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 19, 2007 20:09:01 GMT -5
Sharpay laughed at how twisted the sentence came out from Ryan's mouth, but she understood them nevertheless. "Emma left, probably because of the accident. I think she accidentally touched one of the freshly-painted props." She said, grinning.
She leaned closer to him, looking up at his eyes. "So...what do you wanna do now?" She asked him, letting her fingers slide on his legs, and up to his thighs, teasing lightly.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 19, 2007 20:23:11 GMT -5
Ryan was trying his best to stay focused his eyes matching hers, but he could feel his eyelids pulling down heavily as she began to tease up his leg, moving to his thigh. His legs began to kick ever so slightly against the vanity as he tried to regain composure. "Iwankisyogain." He mumbled, wondering why he was even using his voice at this point, they were masters at non-verbal communication. "Ilayou." He mumbled happily, and incoherently as he brought his lips down to hers slowly.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 19, 2007 20:48:11 GMT -5
Sharpay was still giggling about the twisted and mixed-up words when Ryan brought his lips to hers. She inwardly sighed happily and focused her full attention now to the kiss, which she had missed so badly when she had to leave to check on the stage. She stood on her tiptoes as she kissed back.
She wrapped her arms again around his waist, pressing her body closer to his, wanting to feel his warmth that she had missed as well.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 19, 2007 20:55:28 GMT -5
Ryan couldn't help but chuckle inside his head when he realized no matter how many times they had been interrupted today they were always able to fall back into sync with one another again as if all they'd done was take a breath. He placed his arms on hers softly as she stood up higher on her feet to kiss him, he leaned his neck down even further, he was at least going to meet her halfway, he wanted to put forth the same effort she was.
He slowly let his arms trail from her bare arms until they slowly found her hips, he massaged her hips bones lightly through the fabric of her costume, he became slightly aware of how they were dressed, but his mind switched back to what they were doing when he realized it didn't matter what they were wearing, just that they were together.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 19, 2007 21:21:28 GMT -5
Sharpay tensed at first because of the shock, but then relaxed slowly while Ryan massaged her hip bones. It felt so much more relaxing, and so good, than any of the massages on the spa. Instinctively, she tightened her arms around him, leaving no space between them now even if he was sitting on the vanity, which made it impossible to leave no space, but somehow they had managed to do just that.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 19, 2007 22:09:15 GMT -5
Ryan smiled as he deepened the kiss, it was always a surprise to him how well they fit together, they seemed to fit each other as if they were made for each other specifically. He leaned further into the kiss, his mind wandering off to the thought that they were meant to be, if they weren't meant to be then they would match each other like to halves of a whole.
He broke away from her lips lightly, trying to catch his breath, it was hard to be this active in such a closed space. Ryan moved over on the vanity and pulled her up softly to join him, it was a tight fit, but they seemed to occupy this space perfectly as well.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 19, 2007 22:34:50 GMT -5
Sharpay was glad when Ryan pulled her up to the vanity as well. Her feet almost gave up from her weight. She didn't realize she had been standing on her toes longer than she had originally intended to do. She giggled when she realized Ryan had lifted her up easily. He doesn't look like it, but he really is strong, probably as strong as the jocks, AKA Troy Bolton.
She looked at him, her legs brushing against his. She bit on her lip flirtatiously. "So I guess this is what happened to Princess Tiki and the Prince when he was finally turned back into a gorgeous human being."
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Mr. Fulton
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Post by Mr. Fulton on Oct 19, 2007 23:22:41 GMT -5
Mr. Fulton walked down the corridor with a grim expression, a blue clipboard held by his side. Occasionally, he would inspect what the staffs are doing and scribble something onto the paper secured on the clipboard. As he passed by the stage, he heard a really weird perky music booming loudly. He pushed his glasses up in wonder. Why is there music blasting out when no one's on stage? Did some staff purposely do that to make trouble for me?
"Anybody here?" His voice echoed back to him as silent remained. He frowned as he advanced nearer to the stage. He saw a blue box placed on the stage, and noticed the paint was barely dried. It was then, he remembered that he heard the Sharpette saying that the Evans twin was going to rehearse some song called humuhumu¡ whatever. Maybe they were at the dressing room.
Better to confirm that before clearing the stage up. He thought inwardly and walked towards the backstage.
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Post by Ryan Evans on Oct 20, 2007 1:55:45 GMT -5
Ryan let out a goofy smile as he felt her bare legs brush against his, the sensations rocketing back and forth along his spine. He pulled her closer to him and rotated his body to face her, he loved the faces she made when she bit her lip like that. He brought his lips to her forehead and smiled. "If this is what happened with Prince Humuhumunukunukuapua'a and Princess Tiki, then this is my new favorite song." He answered slyly as he tickled just under her chin.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 20, 2007 2:03:33 GMT -5
Sharpay giggled uncontrollably when Ryan tickled under her chin, not holding back anymore knowing that they were finally left alone again. "And Princess Tiki is my new favorite role." She said, through giggles.
She slowly got on his lap, grinning at him. "So Prince Humuhumu, you want Princess Tiki to stroke each tender gill?" She laughed at the play of words. Oh how weird it sounded when you finally put some meaning into it. She swore at that moment, that she couldn't perform Humuhumu with Ryan again, without actually giving away their secret.
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Post by Mr. Fulton on Oct 20, 2007 6:10:24 GMT -5
Still carrying the blue clipboard tightly in his hand, Mr. Fulton adjusted his glasses before heading towards the dressing room. Hope it's not some prank or joke around here. He thought, and was right in front of the dressing room door by now. Was that a giggling I heard in there? He thought he heard some mumblings, and girlish laughter coming from inside the dressing room.
What's going on?
He tried to open the door, but found it was locked, much to his surprise. He decided to knock on the door instead. Well, there isn't any other choice other than that, not that he could think of right now.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 20, 2007 6:23:40 GMT -5
Sharpay was about to lean in for another kiss when she heard someone knocking at the door. She groaned in sudden irritation. Just when she thought she and Ryan can finally be alone, here comes another interruption.
She looked at Ryan before calling out. "Who is it?!" She asked through gritted teeth, her irritation could be heard through her voice.
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Post by Mr. Fulton on Oct 20, 2007 7:57:09 GMT -5
Mr. Fulton winced inwardly once he heard the voice responding from the dressing room. He clearly recognized the voice. It was definitely Ms. Evans' voice. No mistake about that, he heard it million of times. And from the tone of her voice, it's unmistakably that she was irritated. This isn't a very good sign for me, undoubted.
"Ahh ... Ms. Evans, sorry to interrupt your time, I was just wondering whether the stage is still needed, considering it's empty and ... the music's been blasting for a long time now." He asked, and waited for her answer. He stood stiffly in front of the dressing room, praying that Ms. Evans wouldn't flare up ... again.
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Post by Sharpay Evans on Oct 20, 2007 8:02:13 GMT -5
Sharpay held one finger up to Ryan, as if to tell him to wait for him, before going towards the door. She opened the door, only slightly enough to make her peek her head out of it, and not enough for him to see Ryan on her vanity. Once she saw the face of the Lava Springs manager, she gave him a death glare, pouring out all the irritations to him.
"Fine! Turn off the damn music!" She exclaimed. "Then leave, immediately!"
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Post by Mr. Fulton on Oct 20, 2007 8:54:45 GMT -5
Mr. Fulton backed off a bit when he saw Ms. Evans peeking her head out through a slight opening of the door. It's never good to be standing near a very angry Ms. Evans. Something unpleasant may just happen, not that it never happened to him before. In fact, he's used to it, but best if he can just avoid it.
"Yes, Ms. Evans." He started, backing further away from her. "I'll take my leave right now." He answered, giving a slight bow before striding away. I will just turn off the music myself, and then ask some of the staff to clear the things away. Look like Ms. Evans isn't having a very good mood today. Best to avoid her. he thought silently to himself
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