Battledome: Open/Closed
Roleplay Open/Closed

Disgraced Ballerina
|| witty || exquisite || fashionable ||

You hear laughter, a soft, grief-induced giggle... but... there was no one around. You close your eyes for a few heartbeats and then, least expected, from below the dim lights, a beautiful figure in stiletto heels steps out. Her gaily laughter holds you entranced. She stares you down, as if daring you to leave, and takes a step towards you in her spiked heels. She smiles at you, her painted lips curving up at the artistic dome arching above you two. *Who are you?" she asks, her crooning voice hard and beautiful, "Come to scorn me? At my petite feet, my falling ankles? Oh the shame! You've... come, to see me, I, Grey, the once Elite, once perfect Ballerina...?" Her bejeweled eyes darken and she turned away, her needle-sharp heels tapping staccato on the marble floor.