Play time !!!

[cyranosavignien]

This evening, the ballroom has been taken over. There are chairs and a stage, and curtains to match. At the entrance of the room, a sign has been posted:

Pride misplaced, or the triumph of innocence
A Comedie by Cyrano de Bergerac.

Presenting, in order of appearance

Fanchon le Trouvère : Mr. Locke Lamorra
Sœur Marie-Bénévole : Ms. Karla

Petit-

Comments

[rob_fellows]

Robin is very amused by all this - he's been practicing, and he rather enjoys his time as the Priest. He finds it all too amusing, truly - in an ironic sort of way.

He's available to chat up his fellow players during intermissions, and he'll be going into the room when it's all done, to say hello to any familiar faces who may strike their fancy.

[twice_tainted]

Helen hasn't been actively avoiding him, per se. But she hasn't much been social with anyone, between taking her organizational duties very seriously and, to be frank, looking mildly ill of late. But she has bothered to put on a dress for the premier, and is watch from the makeshift wings.

Should he want to approach her during an intermission, he probably can.

[rob_fellows]

Robin has plenty of time - he doesn't show up until the last act. He'll spot Helen, after a bit, and will come closer to see her.

"Hey." His voice is quiet, bashful, even.

[twice_tainted]

"Good evening." She nods. "Are you nervous?"

[crimson_sugar]

Sugar and Sophie are there - Sugar told Sybil she would come, and she thinks it's a good thing for Sophie to see. She'll be happy to talk to anyone who approaches her.

Sophie will be making quiet hoos and haas during the show, but she'll eventually fall a bit asleep against her not!mother's side.

[emocaliban]

Caliban didn't manage to find them when the show started, but halfway through he sneaks to their chair and sits down quietly, looking a little sheepish. "Hey," quietly.

[crimson_sugar]

Sugar gives him a small smile, and tugs a sleeping Sophie onto her lap, so that Cal can slide in. "You're late, love." It's a careful whisper. Sophie opens an eye from Sugar's hold.

[emocaliban]

More sheepish. "Yeah...sorry."

[youngandhealthy]

Molly was and is a hopeless ham, and though she may have improvised some of her lines due to forgetting them, she remembered the meat of the part, and actually had quite good comic timing. She is having a delightful time onstage and off this evening, and fully expects to have a string of new admirers, after her theatrical debut.

[doctor_pascal]

Here's someone Molly's never met - Pascal wandered in the ballroom by accident (he thought it was the library). He was shushed quiet by brazen members of the audience, and ended up rather taken by the play, much to his surprise.

He'll smile at Molly if she looks his way, and blush before he gives her a radiant grin.

He's ridiculous, that way.

[youngandhealthy]

She is utterly charmed, and comes over, self confident in the extreme, but charming in her youthfulness. "Good evening, sir. Did y'like the play."

[doctor_pascal]

"I did, truly," he replies with a wide grin. "It was... like seeing a piece of home. And you were excellent, Mademoiselle...."

[dukes_daughter]

Ganymede tries to make good his escape just about the moment the curtain goes down, to better avoid comments on his role, and what a, if not pretty, then certainly very convincing girl he made.

(She can't say she didn't enjoy herself rather, though.)

[rob_fellows]

Well, her his follow player will be popping from a perch somewhere, still in his religious garb, and grinning.

"You were great, Ganymede."

[dukes_daughter]

"As were you, good sir," he replies, returning the grin.

[rob_fellows]

"Robin. One doesn't survive a whole play and harrowing rehearsals without being on a first name basis." He grins again. "Besides, we're free of that bellowing Frenchman. It's for the best."

[skewedeyes]

Felix watched the play with some amusement, and is now lingering around looking for his favorite person to play with, in an uncommonly good mood. Probably because of Mildmay. And dressed to the nines, as usual, hair still loose, also as usual, and sleeves only to his elbows to show off the tattoos. Felix has vanity.

[cyranosavignien]

Cyrano on the other hand is going to do all that he can to avoid Felix. Seriously. Why would he want that fop annoying him, while he's enjoying a lovely evening of theater?

[skewedeyes]

Too bad, Cyrano! You're distinctive, and Felix is looking for you.

"Ah, the playwright!" Managing to appear, beaming, in front of him somewhere. "An excellent show."

[cyranosavignien]

Cyrano manages not to look too annoyed. "Thank you, I suppose. I'm surprised that we haven't displeased your grandeur."

IRONY WE KNOW YOUR NAME.