In which Sophie gets stage fright

[madhattersophie]

[voice - filtered to the Winding Way]

[Sophie's just about to go out into the streets with her group and, well, given that this is her first time performing instead of being behind the scenes, she's got a little case of the nerves. There's no going back now!]

Oh dear, I can't believe I'm actually going to go out there, and, and, and, well, act.

Comments

[tiny_tinker_toy]

You're gonna be fine, Sophie! Promise!

[madhattersophie]

But what if I complete mess up my line? Or they don't like me simply because I'm playing Ivona, in the middle of Vohemar of all places...

[tiny_tinker_toy]

Sophie, trust me. Just be as ridiculously stuffy as you can be and they'll love it.

[madhattersophie]

But if I don't remember my lines, how are Taiga and Ranulf supposed to remember their lines and then the play will be messed up?

[smilin_through]

You'll be fine, Miss Sophie! You can do it!

[madhattersophie]

I suppose at this point I sort of have to.

Thank you for saying so though!

[right_hand_cat]

I'm sure you'll be perfect Sophie

[madhattersophie]

You hope I will be.

I'll try no to mess up too much, Ranulf.

[right_hand_cat]

Well, if you want we can practice on the way over there. You can never be too prepared, right?

[daughterofchump]

No one's told you about sewing tiny slips of paper to the inside of your ruffled sleeves? This is a travesty!

But don't worry, they'll know what they're doing, and if you have to ad-lib a little it will be fine.