In which Nadir begins his quest for finding participants in his play and confronts Cecile.
Cecile: *standing idly at her post* (niiice beginning, eh?)
Nadir: *floats to the front of the castle where he sees Cecilie* My darling little angel~~~! *he floats over to her and hugs her from behind*
Cecile: *flails* Wha--?! *turns around* Oh, it's only you, Sir Nadir. Don't scare me like that!! :O
Nadir: Yes, but I have to scare you! It showns such willingness. >:D
Cecile: *blinks* But you shouldn't be willing to scare people....should you?
Nadir: Sometimes people need a good perk in the morning! :D
Cecile: I suppose so...but I've been awake for a very long time. *nod*
Nadir: its no wonder your so on guard. Any ways, mind if I borrow you for a little bit? I promise it won't be too long.
Cecile: Uhm...okay, I suppose. Is something wrong?
Nadir; Nope, nothing wrong. Were just going to have a bit of singing test at the threater.
Nadir: I need to know where you'll be be in my chorus. :O
Cecile: Singing? o_o Oh...
Nadir: Yes sweetie. I'm well aware of your acting skills.
Nadir: But your singing, I want to dive deeper into it. :D
Cecile: A-acting and singing are distinctly different! *panic*
Nadir: yes and in the chorus, singing is prodominate. If you can sing and understand the role, then *he lets go of her* then you can understand the flow.
Nadir: The chorus is only difficult if you make it be that way.
Cecile: *slowly nods* I suppose, if you put it that way...
Cecile: But what is the role of the chorus? I need to know if I am to understand it.
Nadir; You'll be singing and dancing and basically be playing all of the less outside roles.
Nadir: Like townspeople and silverwear.
Cecile: Silverware?
Cecile: But everyone's always mean to the silverware!!
Nadir; What makes the chorus important is that they are the voice behind everything.
Nadir: True, but the silverwear defends the castle from Gaston! :O
Cecile: Who? *blinks*
Nadir; Gaston is the villian of the play Cecilie. *he prods her to follow him back to his theater* He comes to the castle to kill the Beast and take Belle back home so that they can get married.
Cecile: *follows obediently* Well, that certainly sounds mean of him.
((Dur, Mamie should be int he play! :O I just forgot... there's a stove. XD))
((Haha, he can ask her if he'd like. She'd never agree though))
((I figured. XDDD))
Nadir: yes , which is why the residents of the castle, the silverware, all join forces to protect their master, the beast. <3
Cecile: *amazed* How brave! And are the napkins brave too?
Nadir: Everyone my dear.
Cecile: It sounds very epic. Does the story end happy?
Nadir: Actually, it does.
Nadir; Unlike the other play I wanted to do. *sweatdropping mask appears*
Cecile: *blinks* But happy endings are happy! You don't want to always do sad plays, Sir Nadir.
Nadir: Maybe I do, though. It'll be fine, I like this story.
Cecile: I like it too. It sounds very nice. Have you found everyone you need for the other parts?
Nadir: I have, though I plan to expand the chorus ensemble.
Cecile: But if the chorus is the silverware and other things, and the silverware and other things are good, then expanding the chorus is a good idea, right?
Nadir; Exactly. I have a few more people in mind that I need to speak too.
Cecile: I see. *arrives at the theater* (in case they haven't yet)
((Perfect. XD))
Nadir: *walks inside and walks over to his stage and hits the stage lights*he walks back down the stairs.* Okay, Cecilie. *hands her some sheet music* So, I want you to take this up to the stage, compose yourself and we shall sing together.
Cecile: *startled* N-now?
Nadir: *nods* Now.
Nadir: I'll play the notes on the piano.
Nadir; You sing to match, if the note is too high, please tell me, and I'll low it by a half step.
((.....*is a choir GEEK*))
Cecile: *hesitantly* Okay...
(XD;; It's okay.)]
Nadir: I just want to determine your voice, because if your voice is lovely, I want you at the front where everyone can see you.
Cecile: *blinks* You know best, I suppose. Besides, you're the director for a reason. ^^;;
((She can pick any song she wants to sing for this, we can just assure your choice is what Nadir gave her. XD))
Nadir: I am just that damn good.
(Uh...*draws a blank*)
Nadir; *smiles and flips his cape over his shoulder and walks over to the piano*
((Have anything you really like? ^_^))
Cecile: *stands awkwardly at the stage* (not really. x_x;; Haha, I'm a loser)
((Then don't worry, I'll help you! :D))
(Thanks. :D;;;;; )
Nadir; Repeat after me, Cecilie: The tip of the tongue the teeth and the lips.
Nadir: We're going to go up the scale.
Cecile: *hesitantly* 'The tip of the tongue the teeth and the lips'...?
Nadir: Okay, were going up the scale now. Singing again.
Cecile: *nods* *sings again* (since the mun is laaaazy)
((Nah its fine. XDDDD))
NadirL Ah, you have a lovely voice.
*:
Nadir: Alright, one more time, were going for the highest note on the scale, which is the masterful if done properly, high G.
((Can you picture Cecilie singing high high notes? XD))
(I can't picture her singing at all. x_x I'm not a very good mun.)
Cecile: *sings again, but doesn't quite reach 'G'*
Nadir: *finishes* Alright then sweetie. Were finished. :D! *he writes some notes on his clip board which is beside the piano* I'll give you the call back in a day or too. So far.. probably a soprano. :D
((I can't either. XDDD))
Cecile: *blinks again* Soap?
(:D;; )
((YAY. I love her. XD))
Nadir: *he wanders over to her and pats her head* Um... good girl. :D;;;;
Cecile: *blinks again* Thank you, Sir Nadir. ...? I hope I was able to help you.
Nadir: You were wonderful darling. <3
Cecile: *embarrassed* I don't think so. ~_~ Juan would make fun of me if he heard me sing.
Nadir: Its okay, Juan's going to be getting a crash course in vocal music once I'm through with him. :D;
Cecile: o_o Will it hurt?
Nadir: Nope, not at all unless he makes it so. :D
Cecile: I see...*not really* I wonder if he sings well...?
Nadir; We shall find that out, my dear. :D!
Nadir: Any ways, I think were done here. *blows Cecilie a kiss* Your a good girl. <3
Cecile: *smiles* I'm glad I could help, Sir Nadir.
Nadir: No no, thank you.
Cecile: *decides not to begin a 'Reinbach-esque' conversation and leaves it there* You're welcome. *bows*
Nadir: *bows back at her and folds his hand together* Now you best be on guard. *he salutes at her*
Cecile: Oh, I shall!! *salutes back, then waves and returns to her post*
Nadir: *wavewave*
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