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towerofanimus2011-11-08 02:51 pm
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A piece of home
Characters: Santana and YOU
Setting: Dorms and Floor 14 (Media room)
Format: Starting action, will match
Summary: Santana singing and dancing, gotta keep in shape!
Warnings: She's feisty?
Dorms
[Here you can find Santana singing two songs that mean very much to her and make her miss home just a bit more]
Media Room
[Here Santana pushes aside some of the couches to make use of the space. She's turned on the music and is working on her dancing, both routines for songs she's sung in Glee and routines for the Cheerios, meaning there's the occasional cartwheel, flip, and round-off.]
[Dare to intrude?]
Setting: Dorms and Floor 14 (Media room)
Format: Starting action, will match
Summary: Santana singing and dancing, gotta keep in shape!
Warnings: She's feisty?
Dorms
[Here you can find Santana singing two songs that mean very much to her and make her miss home just a bit more]
Media Room
[Here Santana pushes aside some of the couches to make use of the space. She's turned on the music and is working on her dancing, both routines for songs she's sung in Glee and routines for the Cheerios, meaning there's the occasional cartwheel, flip, and round-off.]
[Dare to intrude?]

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[Santana looks away, a bit embarrassed that people keep walking in on her singing]
You're find kid, I'm not gonna hurt you.
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[she rolls her eyes a bit] I'm not going to bite you.
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[He tries not to look as nervous and fails] Sorry...
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[deep breath]
It's a singing group.
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Sorry... I... didn't mean...to annoy you."
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"I don't... What... what do you want to talk about?"
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Yes action tags! Sob sorry :P
Maybe... you want me to go away.
don't sweat it
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I'm sorry [It was a whisper and he turned to leave, not running though, and he kept his tears in check until he was far out of her hearing.]
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