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 Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 1:04 pm
As you pass the many crowded streets of the Underground, you'll notice in the distance, surrounded by barren trees and borderline wasteland, a large, nearly dilapidated theater. Standing two stories tall, the once-grand hall features a broken high sign, reading Théâtre du étoiles. Where the tall walls are painted are now chipped and splintered, the bricks that adorn the somehow-still-charming theater are cracked. The large, double doors are chained closed, and the concessions window blocked off by thick plywood.
After breaking the chains, Miyabi had finally pushed his way into the large theater. Everything inside was rather dusty, as if it had been left for years and years. There was a large staircase to the right, and several doorways to the left. Straight ahead was a small cafe, obviously out of use. Beside the cafe, two doors, reading "Hommes" on one and "Femmes" on the second.
Turning to the left, he walked through a doorway and into the large, magnificent theater. A single, large stage sat against the far wall, big enough for an opera, ballet, or even a small orchestra. There were rows and rows of seating, as well as balcony seating directly above.
Behind the stage is a large room for props, and to the far right, a dressing room.
Turning back into the main lobby, he precariously climbs up the stairs. A few doors rest to his right, blocked off by wood planks. To his left, a large opening for the balcony seating. Deciding he's in the mood for adventure, he turns to the wood-blocked doors.
After successfully removing the nails, he sets the boards onto the floor and opens door number one. Behind this door is a room, completely empty, and terribly unused.
Behind the second door is another room, this with a single bed and a painting easel, both covered with sheets and a layer of dust.
Pushing open the final door is a bathroom, in the same condition as the aforementioned rooms.
Sighing, he claps his hands together. This will be a job for him, but being in need of a place to stay, as well as an idea for income, he figured he might as well get started.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 1:14 pm
First thing was first, to get some fresh air into the old building. Miyabi went back downstairs, pushing the large front doors open. Looking around, he found some excess wood blocks, and placed them at the base of either door. Turning back to the lobby, he let out a sigh. "This is going to take ages," he muttered, hands on his hips.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 1:19 pm
Having previously been attracted to the large sign and its French lettering, Momoko had been busy sneaking around the building in order to find a way in. As she now approached the front doors again, she was rather shocked to see that they were open. The girl peeked in, quickly noticing another person standing with their back to her. "Is this your theatre?" she questioned meekly, her hands behind her back as she leaned forward somewhat.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 1:32 pm
Miyabi turned sharply, looking at the pigtailed girl. "Oh, not really. I'm thinking it is now. I'm going to look around and see if I can find any documents or anything. As of now, it seems to have been abandoned. I want to fix it up."
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 1:38 pm
"Oh, I see," she responded, taking a step into the building and standing up straight as she looked around. "What are you going to do with it?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 2:05 pm
"Just fix it up. I'll probably eventually reopen it," Miyabi said, a sense of determination to his voice. "It's a really gorgeous place. Even has two bedrooms upstairs," he spoke.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 2:18 pm
"Will you be able to find people to perform?" Momoko asked, slowly taking steps around the boy, her gaze moving from one area to another. "I'm sure it was nice in its day," she went on, her voice trailing off. "Now, it just seems a mess."
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 2:26 pm
"Everything that's nice becomes a mess at least once," Miyabi spoke, folding his arms over his chest. "I'm going to clean it. It'll be perfect. Finding performers will be easy after it's redone." He watched her rather circle him, turning his gaze eventually to the ceiling. He let out a sound, staring at the ceiling. "Almost a direct replica. Like the Sistine Chapel."
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 4:09 pm
Momoko paused, looking up to the ceiling as well. "You're kinda small to be doing all the work. Won't it take you a long time?" the girl questioned, swinging her arms back and forth at her sides. "Are you gonna change the name?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 4:19 pm
"It might take a long time, but I'm pretty determined now. I think I'm in love with the ol' place. The name is fine, I think Théâtre du étoiles sounds lovely," he spoke, his French accent near perfect for a Japanese boy.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 6:27 pm
"It is a nice name for a theatre," she agreed with a nod, now gazing at the boy almost blankly. "It'll probably take you a long time to fix it up." Momoko scrunched up her nose before quickly covering her mouth in time to sneeze.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 7:02 pm
Miyabi looked at her thoughtfully. Although she was frilly and frail, she looked like a decent enough girl. "Would... you like to help?" he asked, knowing full well he was probably about to be laughed at.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 7:40 pm
"With what?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Momoko folded her arms over her chest, placing most of her weight onto one foot as she watched him.
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2009 8:01 pm
"With restoring this theater," Miyabi explained, looking to her with a troubled expression.
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 2:29 pm
"What do you want me to do?" the girl asked, looking around at the dust covered theatre. "I don't intend on touching any of that stuff..." Momoko went on.
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