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If Xiu had seen the glare Riyo sent her way, she had ignored it. Even if she had seen it, the baku probably would have simply laughed it off--for what it was worth, she thought the bakeneko had been brilliant out there. E-er, not the ideal father figure to be sure, but brilliant none-the-less.

Since there was still a bit left to go, Xiu wondered if she could slip out into the audience for a bit. Not in the front row--Charlie had made sure that she would ignore that row like the plague--but maybe farther back. She thought that she had noticed some familiar faces in the audience while she had been on stage. So long as she made it backstage for the bow, it should be okay, right?

Grasping her gown in her hands, she scurried out from the backstage area and, as subtly as she could, slipped into the audience so that she could watch. Noticing two familiar figures in particular, Xiu moved forward and crouched by their seats.

"Aniki, Mitsu!" She greeted, her voice a whisper, "How are you liking the sho--...what happened to the armrest?"

Audience

There was peace and quiet at last and the show as finally moving along smoothly though the dances were a little...odd perhaps. Maybe Mitsu just wasn't used to dancing enough to realize what fit the play. Either way she was enjoying herself and smiled when she saw Xiu making her way toward them.

The reply on the play was postponed as Mitsu looked sheepishly toward her armrest. "I...it was an accident..." She started.

Actor/Backstage


Zar nodded concedingly, she had a point, there were probably worse involuntary things he could do than simply dancing. Though he wasn't about to let himself ever get to the point where he found out how he behaved if he had no paperwork to distract him at all. He took another sip of the drink. "Too late, already asked for a favour from someone. Chap named Barth, seemed a pleasant guy at least. He and his friends helped make these." He held up a hoof for inspection, showing the bottom to be wearing a little lime green sole. "Hopefully not something that I'll come to regret later."

He blinked however.

"You HAVE to join a club?!" Oh Jack, like this little foray into extracurriculars wasn't bad enough. "I ..doubt there's any clubs about filling in forms in a comfy room?"

AUDIENCE

"Probably not. Its their job to hound people and--" He paused. "Ugghhh! That's nasty!" Tybalt feigned disgust as the monster ate the piece of popcorn that had been in his ear a second ago and proceeded to stick a kernel in Mei's ear as well.

"Is this what they mean by ears of corn?" He asked, reaching into the bag and stealing a piece of popcorn for himself. Only, he did not stick it in his ear.

ACTOR - CLOODIA [ Temes ]

All things considered, with the slipping and the puking and whatever it was that the person dressed as weeds had done, Chuppi thought everything was going quite well. No one had run out since she started screaming and the teacher came in to fix things, and now they were nearing the end of the play. She remembered what the script had said, she needed to pretend to go to sleep again....but after that it had been vague for a bit before she would 'wake back up'. That indeed made her nervous since she wasn't sure what was coming but....she needed to go ahead and act. Hel had said her lines after all, it would be good for her to keep trying.

"I...I must grow up, and return home to my family. Oh my prince, how I would have longed to stay at your side. . . " Her words were spoken as Hel walked away, the look on her face one of longing for a beloved object or person. It was easy to get that expression if she imagined Hel's head to be her Thermos instead of a person, but that was an acting tip she wasn't going to share with anyone because it could have been considered embarrassing. "I will return to this place some day, perhaps always in my dreams, and I know you will be here." She placed both of her hands over her heart and smiled warmly. It was hard for her to think thoughts of love towards a person, seeing what all had happened to her recently, but she did her best.

Unfortunately that also meant she had to think of pretty sad things and she started to cry. Several tears slid down her cheeks before the hit the floor, their sounds amplified by her microphone. It was a little like rain, and she hiccuped softly before she moved her hands out as though reaching for something. "You will always have my heart, my prince. I will never forget this love you have given me, for someone so unworthy as I am never thought I could be loved."

It was true. Chuppi was....an unloveable thing. Not a person, not a monster. Just a thing, a pet. And she was unloveable.

None the less she pretended to fall asleep, once again dropping her body onto the stage like a sack of potaoes...only this time one of her quills got stuck in the stage and she attempted to wriggle it free. It wasn't moving, and neither was she. Crap.

Audience

Temes wasn't the only one crying. Even though it was hard for Alwine to pay attention with people (rudely) leaving, the puking, the crazy death scene, and all the talking-- the haunt was a sucker for romance. She held up a pair of opera glasses to focus on the romance between the Prince and Cloodia amid the chaos, and found herself wringing her other hand in worry for the couple.

"Oh, Cloodia!" Alwine cried. "You'll always have his love deep in your heart! sniff I'm sure that he'll never forget you, and that you two will forever be destined to be together..."

She continued to sniffle, and it only got worse when she saw that her friend was crying. Alwine had no idea that the play was going to be such a sad one! Ah, hopeless love...

Audience

Israfel wasn’t sure what he was seeing, or what he had just seen. When he’d entered into the theater to watch this year’s school play, (sweet mother of jack why had he tried out even. Small blessing he’d not made the cut) the siren had not been expecting- well. Whatever it was that was going on. At first the play was going really well! Chuppi was a great actress, he thought he even saw real tears! (He had a small moment of panic upon realizing that yes, those were real tears but no, they were not because she was upset, they were just because she was acting! He was in awe of her theatrical talents).

But as the play began, so did- things. Bad things. Things that made the siren scoot far off to the side to avoid them. Like phones. Why the jack did people bring their phones. Terrible manners. That was like texting in class when you actually like the teacher! And the yelling fights and the also fist cuffs.. At one point the things? They were more entertaining than the play, (which wasn’t that huge of an achievement, it was a musical after all, one every boil and ghoul had known since they were just a bunch of scarelings). People were just so noisy! Didn’t they know this was a play? How rude. Oh well, some one would stop them right? Wrong. It kept going. And going. And going.

What was going on anymore? Ear wings flat on his skull, Irsafel let out a few coos of worry. This wasn’t good. They would all get detention if this kept up. Or worse. Expelled. The school had just re-opened! He didn’t want to be kicked out right after it was open again! Feathers ruffled he sat in his seat, fidgeting with each sound that wasn’t coming from the stage was made. He did spy Sura, trying to… take care of things? She was- she- Yeah, the siren thought she was nice, but he was big and scary on her own even with a skull pin. Did that guy honestly think he could take her? Some monster with bad grammar was trying, if loudly to calm things down but-

Israfel just made tiny coos of worry. There was a lover’s spat and while his usual shipping senses would be going ABSOLUTELY ******** HAY WIRE, he was too worried about getting in trouble for basically existing at this point. This was a terrible place to have a public lover’s spat. A much better place was where there were better lights so he could take photos with his phone and use them to help build his shipping wall. Not here where it was dark and oh sweey jack they were going to all get in trouble for this. Poor Chupi, even as he felt sick, he felt even terrible for her. She was such a nice ghoul why did they have to make her upset oh god this was terrible.

Metaphorical tears falling, Wings were wrapped around him. Jericho was puking fire, Mal was freaking out, Riley was- well. She was being Riley which meant she was as calm as candy and as cool as a pumpkin popsicle. Then a jacking FEAR send. A teacher! That seemed to put things into the right, and the play began to move along, much less terrifying for Israfel. He wasn’t going to get detention, or expelled! YAY! The day was saved!

In other news? Sammy made a great, if really overly creeper-tastic rat king. Maybe she would go into show business after she graduated? The battle was great, even if looked like the actors lost and the only ones winning were the gnomes, but it was still good! The dancers were fabulous. And before he knew it, the play was- over? It was over? The siren cocked his head to the side. He-

OH JACK. HE FORGOT THE FLOWERS.
THE ROSES.
TO THROW ON STAGE.
OH JACK NOOOOOOO




The siren officially was QQing in the audience.