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Outside the school gates- Tuesday evening

Seeing Jaina dressed in black wasn't anything new. The face paint was, though.

So was the fact that she seemed to be trapped inside a box. You could tell, even though she wasn't saying anything, because she was placing her palms on the invisible walls and looking trapped. See, totes in a box.

[I got an extra icon slot, I had to go the mime route. So so open.]

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On his way back from being platypussed, Zayne couldn't help but be curious about Jaina's face. "Good evening, Jaina. What's with the paint?"

Edited 2009-09-09 01:47 (UTC)

Jaina didn't say anything, but she did wave enthusiastically! And then her attention was diverted by the invisible butterfly she had just accidentally swatted. She had to catch it to show him!

So she was now waving her arms around trying to catch the butterfly, not having a seizure, no matter what it looked like.

"Are you okay? Is that kind of spasm?" Zayne asked, trying to keep track of whatever she was chasing.

And with one huge lunge, Jaina reached for the butterfly and silently clapped her hands together to catch it-

She peeked in through her cupped hands, smiling and running over to him, ready to show him in just a second.

"What do you have there?" Zayne asked, terribly confused. He was watching her hands intently, really curious about what she had caught.

Besides possible insanity.

Jaina stood right next to him, opening up her hands a bit so that he could see the invisible butterfly inside... and oh noes it was escaping! This led to flailing trying to catch it again! And a little bit of "accidentally" tripping over her feet!

"Jaina, are you okay?" Zayne asked. "Did you hurt anything?"

Oh, no, she was fine! She didn't fall all the way, just comically stumbled, flailing limbs the whole way, and watched as her butterfly fluttered into the air.

She made the international sign for "darn". Or maybe it meant "dagnabbit". Either one.

It was slowly dawning on Zayne that he'd seen this kind of thing before. Because, believe it or not, there WERE mimes (http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Rewello) a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.

"Better luck next time?"

Jaina pouted exaggeratedly, but that turned into a hopeful look at his words. And oh! Look! The butterfly had come back! And it was... right... over... here!

And she was flailing again trying to catch it.

Lois had planned on an evening of drinking but that alllllll changed when she saw Jaina outside the gates.

"Should I be getting my good camera?" Cell phone pictures were good but hardly yearbook worthy.

When this wore off Jaina would probably be wanting to join her for that drink. A lot of drinks.

But for now, she was frowning, trying to find a way out of the box... Wait, was that a doorknob? Why yes it was! Jaina twisted the invisible doorknob to open the invisible door, finally stepping out of the invisible box. Freedom! See how happy she was?

"Wow. This is...utterly terrifying." Mimes were a hop, skip and a jump away from being filthy clowns, you know.

Still, Lois wasn't about to let scary stop her from whipping out her cell phone to catch proof of this. Had to keep John up to speed, you know.

Jaina tilted her head at her. Was she getting out her phone? Well Jaina had a better camera! She'd just go get it! It was right down these stairs.

Which she was now miming walking down.

"That's...that's some talent you've got there, Jaina," Lois said, barely stifling a laugh. "Can you do the rope climb thing?"

She would get to that on the way up! For the moment she was busy with the bit that she had committed to, walking down the stairs and searching for the invisible camera, which she found, tested out by taking a practice photo of Lois, and then shaking the Polaroid photo until it developed.

Jaina's universe had mimes. They did not have Polaroids. Best not to ask.

That time Lois did laugh. A lot. "Hey, do me a favor and pose for my camera."

Wait wait! First she had to primp! This meant nothing more than fluffing her hair, but she was ready now! It wouldn't do to take a bad picture now would it?

"Oh that is excellent," Lois said as she held up her cell phone to take a picture or two. She really needed to make a habit of carrying her good camera with her at all times. "You look just beautiful."

And scary.

There might not have been a flash on the camera, but oh no! It was still blinding Jaina, who made an exaggerated movement with her arms as if wiping the spots away from her very wide eyes.

Lois grinned. "Sorry about that!"

Layla had popcorn. And a seat on the bench.

What? There was a show!

Indeed there was, indeed there was! At the moment, Jaina was trying to saw down an invisible tree. She was using both hands on the saw, finally pulling one hand off the invisible tool to wipe invisible sweat from her scary white brow.

"Gosh Ms. Mime," Layla commented as she snacked on her popcorn. "That looks like hard work. Would you like a cold frosty beverage?"

Ooh, audience participation! Jaina had a cooler, of course, it was just invisible. She carefully leaned the saw against the tree- you couldn't be too careful with saws- and opened the cooler to peek inside. Though she was curious if Layla had something better.

"Sorry, I only have popcorn," Layla said sympathetically.

Good thing she brought that cooler then, huh? Waving a hand at her, she went back to reach inside the invisible cooler and break out a nice, cold, frosty Coke. She'd rest the can against her forehead first, though. Amazing how none of the makeup washed off.

"Better not slack off too much," Layla called out. "Your boss might come after you."

Oh no! Jaina looked around worriedly, then decided she could sneak a drink. She popped the invisible can open, trying to chug its contents before anyone could come by.

Oh, this was terribly exciting. Alice didn't have any face paint, but she was going to see if she could join in. She was -- oh! She was in a box, herself! Except her box had a hole in it, around knee level. If she crouched, she could stick her hands out and wave them around. She tried crawling out, but the hole was far too small for that. How unfortunate.

Oh, no, the unpainted mime was trapped! Jaina watched, frowning, and placed one hand on either side of the box to try and rock it back and forth, like maybe that could get her out to help!

Interesting how mime narrative had so many exclamation points!

Mime narrative was, at times, dramatic! The exclamation points were totally necessary at those times.

Such as now! The box rocked once, twice, and then spilled over, and Alice fell to the side in a big rolling flop that would have been far more impressive had she been wearing her pinafore.

She dusted her hands off on her jeans, instead, and bowed her head solemnly, to thank the painted mime for her kind assistance.

Jaina made a rolling motion with her arm as she bowed deeply, then tried to kick at the box for trying to trap a mime! Too bad she hit too hard and it sent her flailing backwards, trying not to fall.

Alice appreciated the generous show of support. Mime solidarity was so important these days! And so she pulled herself to her feet, quickly, and threw an invisible rope to the other girl. Here! Perhaps that would keep her from falling over!

Jaina's flail put her arm at the perfect place to try and grab the rope! And... there! Got it! She pulled herself up to her feet, wiping her brow in the sign for 'whew!'

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