"Khan," he supplies on cue. He walks to the center of the room, his movements as precise and economical as any martial arts master's would be. "I am auditioning for the part of Mars."
Ares found it amusing that the opera would have a version of him in it and he couldn't resist auditioning. He didn't really care if he got the part or not, it was just an amusement. Rather than enter the human way, Ares appeared already inside the Opera House inside the practice room with a shimmer of light. What? The god of war was not going to stand in line.
I stop on my way to the door and turn, a little startled, when someone suddenly speaks up behind me - where I was certain no one was. This man sure knows how to make an entrance.
After being in the opera, even if it was only a speaking role, I am not so nervous to audition this time. I'm not so certain about my choice of songs, but I didn't want to do something unknown. Well, if I'm going to audition for the part of the king of the gods, then why not something from the man the modern world called the king?
I smile when I see the familiar figure enter. "Ah, Faramir. It's good to see you again. Come in."
Not only having him come back, but being willing to take on a singing role this time makes me happy. He's got good stage presence as I learned last time.
"It is good to return and be more comfortable with the process. Although I would feel more comfortable if the role were not such a powerful being." Not when I have met true gods. "I haven't actually met Jupiter here in the village, thank the Valar for that. I'd never be able to do this if I had."
"Don't worry too much about authenticity. It is a fictitious story based on a legend. Unless Jacques Offenbach had a similar experience to us here, I doubt he ever met any God personally."
Aphrodite appeared in a floury of golden sparkles scantly clad in a pink outfit that just barely covered the essentials. She grinned and looked at the cute-but-stuffy man in front of her. "Guess I'm next in line." She winked playfully at him.
I suppose I don't need to ask her name, I can think of only one resident who'd show up clad like that in these temperatures. I wasn't sure if she actually wanted to be part or was just annoyed at the Roman name.
"Seems like it. I take it you're not too cross with me for not changing the name?" You never know what the wrath of a goddess might bring upon you. Well, until I got here, I didn't really have to worry about that, did I?
She sighed dramatically and rolled her eyes once. "I suppose I'll have to deal with it. I'm just thankful Caesar isn't here. He'd be so smug to know people liked his names more the our original." The man was full of himself - and that was coming from Aphrodite.
"Jacques Offenbach apparently liked Cesar's names better. If the good composer should ever show up in the village, you can complain about his choice personally. As he's not here, I just think we should go with either one set of names or the other. Changing one out of the lot would seem weird. And if we change them all, there's bound to be confusion with the scripts that all have the Roman names." We're all amateurs after all, even if the opera has become my job here.
But we're getting a little off-topic here. "I suppose you'd like to play yourself?" Who knows, she might have picked someone else, but somehow I doubt it.
Kamekona was waiting in line to audition. He wore a bright orange Hawaiian t-shirt and kakkis - a rarity for the man, but it was still pretty cold for him in the village. He hummed softly.
I smile at Kamekona. "Come on in. Glad to see so much interest. Are you here to audition or to offer to do the catering?" It's meant as a joke, though good food for the opening party wouldn't go amiss, either.
His eyes perked up a little at the sudden business opportunity. "Could be both, if you'd like. Always willing to provide good food for people." He grinned.
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"I am here to audition."
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"I thought as much. What role do you want to audition for, Mr. ...?" I let the question hang in the air, hoping he'll supply his name.
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"Good. Though you're likely to have competition."
I close the door and follow him into the room. Do I need to introduce myself? Probably not, I know my announcement said I'd be holding the auditions.
"What piece did you prepare?"
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"Where are the auditions?"
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"You seem to have found them."
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"If I should hazard a guess - you must be Ares? In which case you're auditioning for Mars."
I stroll over to the piano.
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When it is my turn, I enter.
"Good day."
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Not only having him come back, but being willing to take on a singing role this time makes me happy. He's got good stage presence as I learned last time.
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"It is good to return and be more comfortable with the process. Although I would feel more comfortable if the role were not such a powerful being." Not when I have met true gods. "I haven't actually met Jupiter here in the village, thank the Valar for that. I'd never be able to do this if I had."
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"Seems like it. I take it you're not too cross with me for not changing the name?" You never know what the wrath of a goddess might bring upon you. Well, until I got here, I didn't really have to worry about that, did I?
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But we're getting a little off-topic here. "I suppose you'd like to play yourself?" Who knows, she might have picked someone else, but somehow I doubt it.
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I have no clue which character he wants to audition for, if I should hazard a guess - Bacchus maybe? I'm curious.
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