+1 sad little queen

[withoutathorn]

The first thing Katherine notices upon arrival is that she's not dead.

She could have sworn that she felt the blade touch her neck, and yet--she's standing in the middle of a plaza, with people walking around, and other strange creatures, too. She sees a pamphlet of some sort, and picks it up. It's relatively useful, she supposes, but there's one question it doesn't really answer:

"Why am I here?"

She touches her face in disbelief shen she asks that, because there's another question lurking right behind it:

"And why am I alive?"

[ooc: oh hai Nexus folks! Louisa here, mun of Iphi, Wendla, and now former queen Katherine here, from the Showtime historical dramedy (I'm sorry, sometimes it's inadvertently hilarious) The Tudors. I've taken her from her execution. Have fun! :D]

Straight to the pointe

[barre_none]

As luck would have it, Grace has found somewhere to practice. It's a studio in the downtown area of the Nexus, smaller than she's used to, but certainly not tiny either. She's pleased as anything that there's one here at all, so as long as there's a barre and mirror wall, she's good to go.

With her iPod plugged into the speakers, music's playing softly as she rummages amongst her stuff, and pulls out a mesh bag.She's sitting on the floor by the wall, once again in her studio gear, about to break her new - and for the time being, last - pair of pointe shoes. Only, despite how much she actually has stuffed in her bag, she's missing two rather vital items.

"I don't suppose you've got a lighter on you? Or a pair of scissors? Preferably both, but I can improvise if not"

At least she has her sewing bag; a needle and thread might be slightly harder to come by on short notice.