[Dream Post]

[pureplainpatron]

Unwilling to sit back and wait
when girls fear to become sedate:
The plans have been set;
Now likewise the net.
And Erland will play as the

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[whitrthanwhite]

::Decides to sit down, if there's a chair in the theatre. What's this then..::

[pureplainpatron]

::I assume you mean in the audience, in which case Shiroko will walk around the curtain to the front of the stage and find... there's no audience. Instead, there's a curved sheet of glass just past the orchestra pit. It's foggy to look through, but it looks like a giant comfy rocking chair against a wall, lit as if by a TV.::

[whitrthanwhite]

Why would someone put a rocking chair and a mirror in a theater...?

[pureplainpatron]

::When I say 'giant', I mean 'the pane of glass that goes to the ceiling doesn't even reach the seat'.::

::Regardless, as Shiroko wanders onto the stage, a tune of sorts, likely in G-minor, begins to play from the pit, despite there being no one there.::

[sea_of_milk]

::Leaps in, slamming the door to avoid a pitch-fork mob.::

[pureplainpatron]

::Well, Jasumi ought to feel quite comfortable for a few moments at least. It's quiet here, and the sounds of the mob fade quite quickly once you enter the theater. Perhaps a lady of culture like herself would enjoy wandering around a theater.::

::There are several rooms off to the sides of the backstage area, and quite a number of set pieces scattered around. It seems like an old fashioned opera, or even ballet, is showing here.::

[sea_of_milk]

::She examines the set pieces.::

[pureplainpatron]

::The pieces seem to be from various productions, though the closest to the stage seem to be for a gothic castle setting. There's a sense of both celebration and tragedy from them, though no signs that point to either.::

::Behind them, though, is a rack of various outfits, both regal and brigand, fitting the period.::

[observershikou]

*Shikou was certainly running-- but from what, he isn't about to say.

However, once he gets to this alleyway, this door, he pauses once he feels like he isn't being chased anymore... Looking around, wondering.

Where did this place come from? ... and why did the door close out of nowhere?*

[pureplainpatron]

::Well, Shikou, you're in luck! There's some music playing from the other side of the curtain, a slightly disturbing little number in G-minor. Perhaps it feels fitting, even; the Obsidian Lord being introduced by such music amongst the regal and gothic set pieces laid out just behind the curtain.::

[observershikou]

*He'd be highly disturbed by that notion.

He does check though, stepping out beyond the curtain, giving a wary look at the set pieces. Just where is that music coming from...?*

[pureplainpatron]

::From the sounds of it, the music is coming from the empty orchestra pit, just in front of what would be the audience area, but in this case is a large, outwardly curved pane of glass from the floor to the ceiling, with a old fashioned cozy rocking chair outside, to which the glass only could expose the legs and edge of the seat.::

::The unwatched set pieces move with a hushed racket as the music begins the final stanza, and unseen lights shine down upon the curtain... and Shikou.::

[intheseichi]

*... what in the world, I was trying to look for something to help me. Not for a theater.*

[pureplainpatron]

::Well, there certainly doesn't seem to be anyone backstage, though there are whispers coming from the other side of the curtain, like a shushed but anxious audience.::

::On the other hand, the door does give way, if Seichi chooses to try and leave.::

[intheseichi]

*He is trying to look for people to help him, so he ignore the door giving way for the moment, stepping forward and looking around. He does eventually manage to hear the whispers, going to the curtain and grabbing it to lift it, to look out.*

[pureplainpatron]

::The whispers remain, but there is no audience, just the pit and pane as described in other threads.::

::It's possible that they might be coming from behind or beyond the glass, but how would one get down there?::

::Oh, there are stairs to either side of the orchestra pit... perhaps there's a way unseen?::