Valles had actually come to the party intending to sing. Something she'd picked. Land of Confusion, maybe, or Carry On My Wayward Son. Unfortunately, her girlfriends had different ideas, dragging her onstage and tweaking her costume bracelet to put her into the 'club outfit' that she almost never wore.
Then she saw the title of the song on the lyric prompter and her heart about seized in her chest. They are so dead, she thought.
After that, there wasn't time to do anything but sing and improvise. "I'm too sexy for my love," she laid the hand that wasn't holding against the slope of her bosom, then jerked it away like someone touching an electric burner, "Too sexy for my love," and she turned the motion into a casual, contemptuous brush off. "Love's going to leave me."
An idea occurred to her, and she hammed it up, miming a classic 'lightbulb' expression. "I'm too sexy for my shirt," she sang, looking down at her jacket, "Too sexy for my shirt," she plucked thoughtfully at its fabric, then stretched and rubbed at her lower back. "So sexy it hurts"
She did the entire song on that vein, spinning and downshifting her derriere for a few steps to do 'a little turn on the catwalk', letting her hair swing and settle behind her with a twitch of head and shoulder in favor of a hat, and finally (possessed, she would later claim, by a fit of temporary insanity), setting the microphone on a the prompter and leaning forward with both hands on her knees and cleavage presented as best she knew how for, "And I'm too sexy for this song."
Then, by hitting the 'base teleporter' option on her bracelet, she vanished in a flash of light.
The cheers were easily audible from the other end of the base as she stepped off of the teleport pad.
"I'm still going to kill both of them," she said, under her breath.
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."
Then she saw the title of the song on the lyric prompter and her heart about seized in her chest. They are so dead, she thought.
After that, there wasn't time to do anything but sing and improvise. "I'm too sexy for my love," she laid the hand that wasn't holding against the slope of her bosom, then jerked it away like someone touching an electric burner, "Too sexy for my love," and she turned the motion into a casual, contemptuous brush off. "Love's going to leave me."
An idea occurred to her, and she hammed it up, miming a classic 'lightbulb' expression. "I'm too sexy for my shirt," she sang, looking down at her jacket, "Too sexy for my shirt," she plucked thoughtfully at its fabric, then stretched and rubbed at her lower back. "So sexy it hurts"
She did the entire song on that vein, spinning and downshifting her derriere for a few steps to do 'a little turn on the catwalk', letting her hair swing and settle behind her with a twitch of head and shoulder in favor of a hat, and finally (possessed, she would later claim, by a fit of temporary insanity), setting the microphone on a the prompter and leaning forward with both hands on her knees and cleavage presented as best she knew how for, "And I'm too sexy for this song."
Then, by hitting the 'base teleporter' option on her bracelet, she vanished in a flash of light.
The cheers were easily audible from the other end of the base as she stepped off of the teleport pad.
"I'm still going to kill both of them," she said, under her breath.
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."