Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20160512211718/@comment-26208189-20160522044508

Pirouette was not smiling. She was usually very emotionless ever since the Wonderland Party. Her destiny was the only thing she had left to live for. She pushed too many people away just because of it. Without the paper ballerina, Pirouette had nothing.

She found her toes wiggling to the movement of the music. The way was familiar. Pirouette spent an unnatural amount of time avoiding this corridor. It wasn't that she disliked the group, but the idea that a fair amount of them were Rebels. Pirouette did not hate Rebels, to say the least. Only their influence to let go of the future.

The paper ballerina opened the door, moving foot after foot into the room. Aside from the music, the only other sound was the crackle of the fireplace. She inhaled deeply and pressed her lips into a fine line. "Hello."

((okay, never mind Torni, we need Sammy))

Sammy was taking a personality quiz when his MirrorPhone buzzed with a message he never really expected.

"Nope." He said immediately as he saw it. Sammy wasn't going to do anymore. THe bucket at the top of his closet was gathering dust now. He didn't need to kick it ever again.

But still, the idea of seeing the few people he couldn't consider friends...

Well, Sammy couldn't pass that up.