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Post by Smoke on Oct 15, 2009 1:21:49 GMT -5
(Monday)
The theatre doors swung open and the auditorium lit up dramatically. Far off on the stage, Smoke sat between two tables: one full of homemade brownies, chips, magically chilled milk and fruit juice, and a veggie platter; and one with about seven stacks of scripts on it.
Tonight was going to be interesting.
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Post by Hoshi Yogo on Oct 15, 2009 15:32:26 GMT -5
Hoshi slid in from behind the curtain and hopped gracefully off the stage and onto the floor. He dusted himself off, grabbed a brownie from the table, and plopped down next to Smoke.
"The snag in the curtains is fixed," he announced without preamble. "I had to find Gussu and Kazari, but they'll finally open and close without getting stuck." He scratched his head and sighed quietly. "They're methods for fixing the curtains were a bit unorthodox, but I suppose you can't complain if it works."
Hoshi glanced over the list of characters and ran his finger over his lower lip. "Are we going to start with the large parts and work down, small parts and work up, go by individual student...?" He grinned. "Or, I suppose, are we just going to wing it and see what happens?"
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 15:48:25 GMT -5
Rudy slipped in through the auditorium doors and ambled down the aisle, backpack still slung over his shoulder and still dressed in his uniform. Rudy may have allowed himself to be perpetually late to everything else in his life, but he always showed up early for auditions. It was simply good form.
Quietly he took his seat in the front row. He had read the original story, had seen the movies, had done as much research as possible, and had practiced tirelessly for the part. Rudy was ready, and he had absolute confidence in himself. The part he wanted, the part of Prospero, was easily within his reach. That is, of course, unless there was some new competition he wasn't accounting for.
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Oct 15, 2009 16:17:18 GMT -5
Vincent strolled into the auditorium and toward the front row of seats, whistling cheerfully. He sat down a few seats away from Rudy and acknowledged the boy with a smile and a nod. "Good afternoon, Mr. Volkova."
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 16:43:43 GMT -5
Rudy glanced up, nodding back to the professor. "'Morning, Prof. Hawk," he replied brightly. "Are you auditioning or just watching?"
Rudy had always been of rather mixed feelings on the whole "giving parts to professors" idea. On the one hand, it did usually end up with several talented actors in fitting roles. On the other hand, however, he'd never heard of another school allowing its professors to try out for the same parts as students. It seemed to go against the who idea of it being a school play. Of course, he supposed not having an actual community theatre group around might also contribute. He just hoped his part didn't get stolen by a professor.
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Oct 15, 2009 16:57:37 GMT -5
"I'm auditioning," Vincent answered with a grin. "My inner thespian has been nagging at me ever since I found out what we would be performing. But as much as I hope to get a fairly prominent part, I can understand if Smoke prefers to cast students in lead roles over teachers. What about you? Are you having a go at the spotlight?"
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 17:23:38 GMT -5
Rudy grinned. "As usual. I'm going for the lead this year. I thought about trying out for the villain, but I was the villain last semester when we did The Mousetrap, so I wanted to change it up a bit. What about you?"
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Oct 15, 2009 17:34:45 GMT -5
"I was thinking of trying for the villain, myself... I've been in quite a few lead roles in past years, outside of Dunehelden, and I think I'm due a bit of a change. Although, the Phantom of the Opera could technically be either the lead or the villain. It's all a matter of perspective, I think." Vincent grinned.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 18:33:38 GMT -5
Well, that was a relief, then. No worries about Vincent going for his part.
"We did Phantom last year." Rudeth smiled ruefully. "Smoke did this weird gender-swap thing and I ended up being Christine. It was definitely an... interesting performance. But I was technically the lead."
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Oct 15, 2009 18:49:45 GMT -5
"I remember that," Vincent laughed. "You did quite well, as I recall. It was definitely a performance to remember."
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Post by Himmel on Oct 15, 2009 19:03:49 GMT -5
Himmel snuck in quietly, slowly closing the door behind him so it wouldn't make sound. He peered down the row of seats at the bottom he could see Smoke. Not paying attention. He smiled, perfect. But he was next to the food.. that was a problem.
Dammit Smoke! Friends don't stop friends from stealing food!
He crept along the outmost row downards towards the foods of table in the dark of the upper auditorium. Smoke's attention was diverted to the stage that was something at least. So far he had made it without any sound.
Just a few feet more. He reached out grabbing a brownie.
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Post by Smoke on Oct 15, 2009 19:08:40 GMT -5
"Euro!" Smoke called without looking behind him. "Come over here and help me with the scripts, I want you to audition for something."
He looked back at Hoshi and grinned, getting up to grab papers for Rudy, Vincent and Himmel. "Wing it, of course. Unless you have something specific you'd like to do with someone."
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Post by Hoshi Yogo on Oct 15, 2009 20:01:01 GMT -5
Hoshi shook his head and sighed as he grabbed another brownie. Really, if Himmel hadn't gotten by now that he wasn't going to manage to sneak up on most of the people in the castle, Smoke especially, there wasn't much hope for him. Himmel was just going to have to put up with doing something useful from time to time.
"I figured that's what you'd go for," he replied. "So, Himmel, what are you planning on trying out for?" he called out loudly.
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Post by Himmel on Oct 15, 2009 20:05:15 GMT -5
Himmel held his breath as he walked carefully backwards not making a reply.
Maybe if I don't answer they'll think I'm not here.
He tried to make his way back up.. and yes after he got out of the auditorium he'd make a run for it for Vero's house and it was like he was never here.
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Post by Smoke on Oct 15, 2009 20:11:34 GMT -5
Smoke turned around, smiling and wielding his script.
"You took the brownie, Euro. You can't leave now- take a brownie, read a part. You can be paired with Rudy." He gestured. "It's a rule."
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Post by Himmel on Oct 15, 2009 23:02:45 GMT -5
Himmel blinked, trying to catch up.
"Rule... what rule? I don't see rules written anywhere!.. And.. and I'm.. I'm sick. Yes. I'm coming down with something.. NOW. Right now. And I have to go.. or you'll.... get sick to? Yeah. Right that's it. So I should go now."
He backed away from the brandished worded weapon. And gave a few fake coughs.
"Uh.. bye?"
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Post by Smoke on Oct 15, 2009 23:06:02 GMT -5
Smoke caught up with Himmel, wrapping his arm around the man's shoulders and slapping the script into his chest.
"If you're sick, it's because you're eating my brownies. Now come on- if you've eaten one you have to audition, or you won't be able to leave. They're enchanted, right Hoshi?" he grinned at the English professor.
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Post by Hoshi Yogo on Oct 15, 2009 23:32:15 GMT -5
Hoshi rolled his eyes. "Absolutely," he replied dryly. "If you try to leave before taking part in the audition, you'll turn into a newt. Besides, if you really don't want a part, you can always just read it badly. I'm sure none of the other actors will begrudge you auditioning poorly." Hoshi smirked.
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Post by Rudeth Volkova on Oct 15, 2009 23:35:28 GMT -5
Rudy snatched a brownie and had it half crammed into his mouth when he heard his name mentioned. He glanced up in attempt to figure out what was going on.
"Whff?" He asked, mouth full of chocolate. Rudy grabbed a glass of milk and attempted to wash it down.
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Oct 16, 2009 13:25:40 GMT -5
Valérian looked out from the door, knowing he hadn't been seen yet. The dark cloak completely covered him, and his own talent for disappearing in shadow made him just about invisible when he wanted to be. If he had wanted, he probably could have stolen a brownie and slipped away, since the food wasn't that well lighted.
Hmm... there weren't really enough people to make a real entrance... or enough lights. He smirked, knowing he was being completely against type in this. He, Valérian, was actually wanting attention. He fixed his hair as he pulled down the hood. Still, unnoticed. Now... how to actually make an entrance. Or should he wait until he was on the stage? He glanced at his outfit. Of course it had fit, but he was rather surprised it didn't have any moth-holes or tears. He'd taken very good care of it over the centuries. His lips turned up in the smirk again as he thought of how exactly he looked in the dark red outfit he wore, with the mask in his hand.
And the two inch pumps he was wearing. Which brought him to a whooping five foot five. Oh, he really understood why Louis XIV had worn them. But those two inches made him a little less 'tiny'. He held up the mask, a dark red that covered most of his face. It was not particularly grotesque, but it would work perfectly as a costume if Smoke really decided to give him a part. Even an extra, in the chorus. He ran a finger over the velvet, remembering the masquerade he'd worn it to. And how it had been busted up by the local priest. Apparently there had been more than dancing going on in the basement... which two years later had made him wonder if he had been cursed for attending the dance... and getting tipsy. Drunkness was a sin, after all.
Taking a deep breath, Valérian put on the mask and flipped off the cloak, walking in. Silver and red... his hair flowed down his back, loose for once, showing blatantly against the dark red he wore. His face was hidden by the mask, but enough of his skin caught at the light to... shimmer just a bit. Not for the first time, he wished he could turn it off. And if that Stephanie Meyer really had caught a glimpse of him in the sunlight once… It was entirely possible. Diana’s feeling about how he had rather… glowed rather matched Bella’s thoughts. (What a waste of time that book had been.) At least artificial light was not like natural light… that slight shimmer was the worst he was going to get. Thank God.
"Hello Smoke. Looks like I'm early. Which is surprising; it took me hours to dig up this old thing," he chuckled, focusing very deliberately on only the mage before him. He was surprised to recognize most everyone here, but still... Smoke had asked him to be here, it was Smoke he was going to pay attention to.
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Post by Smoke on Oct 16, 2009 17:30:57 GMT -5
Smoke stared at Valérian with a blank look for half a minute, moving only to re-grab Himmel's shoulder when the man tried to use the distraction to slip away with the brownie. He closed his eyes briefly and wove some sort of active magic, and when he opened his eyes again, he was smiling.
"I knew it; I've had a rack of that in my closet for a year. You can pair up with Vincent and switch places or read a monologue first, up to you. There'll be people in later I'll need you for."
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Oct 16, 2009 17:40:25 GMT -5
Vincent looked up at the sound of Valérian's voice, taking in his elaborate costume and grinning as he commented on it. "Well, someone here certainly knows how to show up in character for an audition! It suits you," he said approvingly.
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Oct 16, 2009 18:40:37 GMT -5
Valérian smiled at Smoke’s reaction, knowing he was almost impossible to recognize like this. Which was, of course, the purpose of a masquerade costume. He turned, hearing Vincent and smiled more, inclining his head. “Thank you. I would hope it suits me; it was designed for me.”
He had yet to really tell anyone who he was back home... or more, who he had been. He knew the outfit was of very good quality... otherwise it wouldn't have survived two hundred odd years.
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Post by natalieburns on Oct 16, 2009 19:10:26 GMT -5
There was days that Ian managed to really get on Natalie's nerves. Today was one of those days. When Natalie entered the auditorium for her audition, she dragged behind her a very hesitant Ian, who was trying every trick in the book to delay his audition.
"You are NOT waiting for another day." Natalie grumbled as she dragged Ian across the auditorium. "You told me you were doing this with me, and I'm auditioning today. You're not bad - you just need to get this over with and be done."
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Post by ianharris on Oct 16, 2009 19:14:43 GMT -5
Ian was defeated and he knew it. He merely let his arm go limp and allowed Natalie to lead (drag was a better word, actually) him over to where the others were. Responding to nonverbal cues from her (which meant that she was jabbing him in the side), Ian cleared his throat.
"I'm... er... I'm Ian. Natalie and I are... um... here to audition for the... uh... school play... whatever that is..."
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