There were a few things that Master Henry always kept as a tradition- the Annual Shakespeare on the Green productions being but a part of them. It was the biggest day of his year, though it was not his only production of the year, it was the biggest. The stage was built for this one night, and on this night Master Henry introduced the play as he
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Pause.
Sheepish look. "Sorry. You just...that...it's pretty eye-catching."
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"But- and this might just be me- I'm not sure it is really getting the intended reaction."
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Because it never would have occurred to him to do this.
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He looked about though, and wasn't sure if many had precisely processed what he was wearing (or not).
"Doesn't matter too much, I guess. I'm glad you enjoyed the show."
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Pause.
"Not that I'm suggesting it." Just in case Hadyn took that as a challenge.
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As it were he'd seen the look on his mother's face that promised to be less thrilling conversation.
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He smiled a little and started to move away, "guess I should let your other well-wishes come over..."
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He rolled his shoulders a little, before tilting his head a little. "Did you like it?"
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In fact, she'd pay good money to see some of the more staid members of their community don painted-on clothes.
She nods: "You did good, kid."
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"Have you seen Elisha?"
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The news seemed to have hit him -- well, not hard as such but there had been a definite impact. Death was always difficult. Sudden, unexpected death even more so.
Still, the timing could not be more regrettable.
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"Well- guess it wasn't the worst play ever, then. People sat through the whole thing."
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He was very good at waiting until the lead had time, hands clasped behind his back and shoulders straight, without actually hovering.
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And despite himself- Hadyn seemed a little less enthused by the time he'd made it to the Heart's Butler.
Though he did offer a smile. "Hello..."
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