A piece of home

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

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?]

Comments

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[YOU DID NOT JUST MENTALLY INSULT HER SINGING. YOU'RE GOING DOWN.]

[Or maybe she doesn't have a weapon, ever think of that? The fights she's gotten in haven't been that intense.]

Just put down the sword, weirdo.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

[No, he really didn't think of that. In his experience, even fake heroes who came stumbling into evil lairs have had some kind of weapon.] You were the one who wanted to fight!

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

I didn't mean with a sword! [someone's craaaaazy]

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

And why shouldn't I use a sword? [Haughty Mao is haughty.]

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

It's not that kind of fight!

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

So?! I'm a demon! Breaking rules is the only way to do things!

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

Wait, what? God, I knew you were a weirdo.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Well this 'weirdo' can kick your ass, so stop talking!

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

You're cheating, totally doesn't count.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

[UGH. Why does she have to be so dumb.] Cheating is perfectly acceptable! It's better! It's the height of evilness!

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't really know what to say to that considering, well, she kind of agrees with him.] Look, I'm sure your sword is making up for some other shortcoming but you don't need to be waving it around.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

What? What shortcoming? I have no shortcomings!

[After -- what is it, three months? -- he still doesn't get it.]

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[she laughs] Yes, you do.

I am so sorry

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

No I don't!

[He still hasn't looked up 'internet porn', btw.]

ffffffffffffff np

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

The more you deny it, the more it's true.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Oh please! I know every psychology trick in the book! You're not accomplishing anything!

[Somewhere, a health teacher is crying.]

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

See, but we're from different places. Where I'm from, I'm accomplishing so much right now.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, you Earth people have always been weird anyway.

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

We're more normal than you are. [pause] You aren't missing a member of your planet named Rachel Berry, are you?

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

Rachel Berry? ...No. That's a stupid name.

[He's missing a Raspberyl, though. You wouldn't happen to know where she is, would you?]

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

Yeah it's a pretty dumb name. Do me a favor, if she ever shows up, just annoy the hell out of her. If you do then I'll be out of your hair.

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

[Mao's eyes light up. It's very possible that he and Santana have different definitions of 'annoy the hell out of her', specifically that his involves a lot more mad science and the possible involvement of laser beams. But he'll watch out for her anyway!] Fine! Hahahahaha...

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[Santana is fine with that definition] Shake on it. [she offers her hand]

this CR is so fucked up and I love it. xD

[weirderscience.livejournal.com]

[Ew. Fine.]

[He shakes her hand; he's got a surprisingly strong grip for a demonic toothpick.]

some of my favorite c:

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[at his strong grip she squeezes his hand harder]