Searching for Story Players

[repetitus]

*For quite some time now, Great Aunt Repetitus has been watching and taking in the culture of the Mansion, figuring out how best she can fit into it. But she is, after all, a Storyteller, and every Storyteller must have Story Players.

So now there are signs up all over the Mansion, saying:

To the inhabitants of the Mansion

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[topofadmiration]

Miranda comes at once to inquire. "What mean you by a storyteller, lady?" she asks, curious, but eager.

[repetitus]

*Repetitius looks over the girl. Perfect ingenue, though perhaps a little young.* One who creates new stories and puts new words to the old. One who tells of worlds beyond the limits of their listeners' imaginations, emotions beyond the limits of the listeners' capacity to feel. *she gives Miranda a thin smile* But every Storyteller must have Story Players.

[topofadmiration]

"O!" She doesn't quite get it.

[repetitus]

*That much is obvious, but Repetitus doesn't mind in the least* Who would you happen to be, girl?

[topofadmiration]

"Miranda."

[repetitus]

A good name. *Repetitus leans forward, looking into the girl's eyes* How would you like to be a Story Player, Miranda?

[topofadmiration]

She lowers her eyes shyly. "I do not know."

[repetitus]

*Repetitus takes a chance* It would be very exciting, I'm sure.

[topofadmiration]

She bites her lip, but cannot help but smile. "I shall try it."