Moulin Rouge... All Woman Club

[Chiyori Adachi]

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Once Natalie got down the hall she knocked on Yuki's door once, then twice, but received no reply. She sighed and decided it was about time to get to work; even though she had decided earlier to take the day off. She just ended up spending most of it training and now the other part disappointed. So why not end the day with a few flits of her dress and a darling cheering crowd.

She then wandered into the costume room and began to search for something elegant but relaxed. She wasn't in the mood to dance in something that caved in her sides or almost made her trip every bloody two steps.

Ounce finding an appropriate knee length turquoise frilled dress she put up her hair into a neat bun ounce more and let her bangs drape the sides of her face with a two pretty coloured carnations tucked in the bun.

She then left the room through the stage door and walked up to the productor who currently had a can-can line number going on. She looked around from left to right but didn't see any more of the main acts waiting to go on, did they all decided to take today off?

She then turned to Chelsie the Productor and asked. "Would you like me to go on now? It seems the crowd is falling." Chelsie turned to look at Natalie and fell into her arms. "Thank goodness your here! The other girls are late and the newbies on stage right now need some more practice, not to mention Cara just finished and I could really use a good solid dance. Could you really do this for me Natalie? Your a life saver! " "Cara..." Natalie mumbled after Chelsie had finished and ran off to get her music set up. She could come in handy if she could spot her in the crowd, maybe she would have to dance by her self tonight.

Suddenly the music changed from a quick beat Parisian can can to a slowed strong rumba song called Bittersweet Faith. Natalie slowly waltzed out onto the stage, no pun intended, and began to move her hips, waist, shoulders and body all in sink as she began to dance her number.

Six figures came out behind her from the shadows of the darkly blue, black, and grey lit stage as she began to move slightly faster and more smooth yet in an aggressive sense. Then the six tuxedo clothed figures began to dance around her as though they were eating her alive as she danced with each one, each one different, quick, slow, smooth, rough, greedy, and passionate until she finally managed to spot Cara walking by and held her hand out to her as the spot light followed her lead and sat upon the pretty noirette. Her eyes then seemed to smile and play about as they sat still upon the girl asking, 'Do you really have a choice?'

 

[Petriichor]

Sirena sighed, stretching her slender arms and adjusted the frills on her short dress. She was confident in her abilities as a burlesque dancer, smiling as she touched up her make-up and hair, appliying perfume on her shoulders and bosom, careful to not spill any of it on her sky blue dress.
"Five minutes, Miss Sirena," a nervous young voice squeaked out from behind her dressing room door that caused Sirena to jump and spill the vial of perfume.
"'Kay!" she uttered, rolling her eyes, quickly patting the excess perfume.

A few moments later, Sirena emerged from her dressing room, ready to get the show over it. She graced her way down the hall, pointing her toes as she walked, which was an annoying habit for her considering that she learned how to dance when she was just a young child.

Sirena made it the edge of the stage, which was covered by the curtains at the time, hiding the chair that she requested the day before. Her glossed lips curled into a smile as she hears the announcer call her onstage. "And now, here's our burlesque star: Sirena!" she hears, accompanied by the sound of squealing girls in the audience. The curtains opened slowly, the lights brightening as the band started to play a slow jazz number. She strutted slowly, but confidently, showing off her long stocking-covered legs, swinging her hips with each and every step until she made her way to the chair.

She gave her audience a wink, placing her leg on the seat and racing her hands up her leg to the squeals of delight from the audience. Sirena was getting better at teasing the audience; the first time she performed, the crowd almost booed her offstage. Every time she swayed, her perfume dispersed into the audience, intoxicating and filling the room with it.

A few minutes pass as Sirena wiggles her hips and lays across the chair, elongating her voluptuous body and long legs. The song ended, the lights dimming out. The crowd roared, cheering Sirena's name as she rose and blew a kiss to her crowd. "Thank God," she muttered to herself as the curtains drew to a close. "I thought it wouldn't end."

She took off her stilettos, relief washing over her as she made her way offstage and on to her dressing room.

 

[iLokelani]

Satine

Satine walked through her Moulin Rouge smiling at everyone she was in full costume smiling at the woman in her Rouge who came to see her and her girls. Men woman from one corner to another. She smiled to the men and woman looking at her some were watching girls dance. Taking a rose from one of men she passed taking off the stem and sticking the flower in her hair twirling around she gave the man a wink and went on walking. Giving a few kisses to cheeks before she walked to the back she was in a good a** mood for some reason. Walking toward her dressing room a size bigger than the other girls she walked past Sirena... One of her favorite girls she wasn't going to lie.
"Hey Rena" she smirked making up a nickname for Sirena quickly stopping and leaning in her doorway.

 

[Petriichor]

"Hey Rena." The voice made her jolt out of her post-performance rush, and she snapped her head up to see who called her, halfway into her dressing room.
"D-do I know you?" Sirena managed to ask the woman at her doorway, a blush creeping up her face as she set her black patent leather stilettos back into their shoebox and removed her costume jewelry.

 

[iLokelani]

Satine

Satine smiled has Rena turned around.
"i'm Satine my friend owns the club." Half laughing she walked back out of her dressing room and started off toward her own.

 

[Petriichor]

"Oh," she managed to spill out after an awkward moment of silence. Seriously?!? Geez, how could I forget that.. Sirena thought, mentally kicking herself.
She jumped out of the chair as Satine was leaving, trying to not lose her in the crowded hall. "So.. is there anything I can do for you, Miss Satine?" she asked, her glossed lips smirking as she leaned against Satine's doorway.

 

[Yukina101]

Name: Talliana (prefers Talli)
Age: 19
Type of dance: Raqs Sharqi Bellydancing
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[Yukina101]

~~Talliana~~

Talli was lounging in her chair waiting for her name to be called to perform. Things were always so much simpler upside down so she tended always be seen in that position. Plus it was a perfect way to limber up before a performance. She heard talking in the rooms down the hall from her so her time onstage must've been approaching. With a sigh she heaved herself off her comfortable chair and quickly tied her hair back into a tight pony tail and pulled on her loose and (to her dismay) quite revealing dance outfit. Talli heard a knock on her door followed by a quick timid "Five minutes Ms. umm....Talliana." She just shook her head and smirked and shouted her quick reply before applying her belly gems, anklets, and multiple bracelets. With a quick intake of breath and prayer to whatever gods might be listening, she headed out of her dressing room toward the stage with the opening of Sema'i Unplugged playing before she twisted and loped onto the center stage. Her hips shimmied while her arms and legs swayed in intricate patterns around in the air. Soon the song ended followed by a faster more upbeat tempo, and the faster the music played, the faster her stomach swayed and her hips shimmied until she finally (seemingly) collapsed on the floor in a elegant and sensual splits. As the applause engulfed her, she stood up and bowed once with a small smile on her face before walking off on the balls of her feet toward her room, still energized by the dance she had just done.