Post by Rita Mordio on Jul 29, 2012 18:06:57 GMT -5
(ooc: August 25th. Open to all for a dance lesson.)
"No. Freaking. WAY."
Rita huffed angrily and spun around on her heels, folding her arms across her chest and generally looking quite annoyed at the development presented before her. She was dragged in to the ballroom by some blue-haired kid wearing glasses and looking all fancy (he claimed it was a military uniform, but it was unlike the uniform of the Imperial Knights she was used to) and now he was telling her she was supposed to learn to dance? Well, she certainly wasn't about to comply to that. There were many things Rita refused to go through with in her lifetime. These things included wearing dresses, dancing, and actively trying to make herself appear more feminine. What Hubert was suggesting was requiring her to abandon one of the three things she promised herself she would never do.
"Come now. You have to learn to dance at some point." Hubert pointed out. That was why he had gone around the mansion asking people to come with him. He'd wanted to fill Lady Bow's shoes and offer some assistance with learning to dance. The unruly redhead before him would be a challenge to work with, but he thought he could accomplish it. How difficult could teaching Rita be?
"Yeah. When hell freezes over." Rita muttered. Things could not possibly get any worse. She was thankful no one she knew was presently in the ballroom, but that probably wouldn't last long. Especially knowing her luck. At any given moment someone she knew could have walked in. That was what Rita was dreading.
"No. Freaking. WAY."
Rita huffed angrily and spun around on her heels, folding her arms across her chest and generally looking quite annoyed at the development presented before her. She was dragged in to the ballroom by some blue-haired kid wearing glasses and looking all fancy (he claimed it was a military uniform, but it was unlike the uniform of the Imperial Knights she was used to) and now he was telling her she was supposed to learn to dance? Well, she certainly wasn't about to comply to that. There were many things Rita refused to go through with in her lifetime. These things included wearing dresses, dancing, and actively trying to make herself appear more feminine. What Hubert was suggesting was requiring her to abandon one of the three things she promised herself she would never do.
"Come now. You have to learn to dance at some point." Hubert pointed out. That was why he had gone around the mansion asking people to come with him. He'd wanted to fill Lady Bow's shoes and offer some assistance with learning to dance. The unruly redhead before him would be a challenge to work with, but he thought he could accomplish it. How difficult could teaching Rita be?
"Yeah. When hell freezes over." Rita muttered. Things could not possibly get any worse. She was thankful no one she knew was presently in the ballroom, but that probably wouldn't last long. Especially knowing her luck. At any given moment someone she knew could have walked in. That was what Rita was dreading.
