It's the auditions!

[wilfulsunbeams]

Who: All those who've said they were interested in auditioning, OPEN.
What: Audition time!!
When: Saturday
Where: Dorian's place/ the TheatreStyle: Anything

Comments

....that last line WAT.

[hanginbyatail]

[comes in earlyish] Dorian! Hey Dorian! Your director has arrived!

[and he's ready. he picked up the script a while ago and while the play was interesting to say the least, true to his word, he studied it and has a pretty good idea of what's going on. shouldn't be too hard anyway]

IS ZIDANE VOLUNTEERING?!

[wilfulsunbeams]

[puts down his tea and hurries downstairs]

Zidane?

NO ROTFLMAO

[hanginbyatail]

[looks around before spotting him, giving him a wave before running up to him, his tail just trailing behind as usual]

We meet at last! [laughs] Hey there! This is gonna be a blast.

DAMN.

[wilfulsunbeams]

[interesting... his director has a tail. Is it going to be sensitive? Must test it some time.]

Have you read the play?

[ragnalol]

[And this would be Loki, coming in mid-afternoon and flipping through the script.

He's loved this play since that chap Wilde wrote it. Oh, satire at its finest.]

- for the first time, the vital Importance of Being Earnest - ha ha, every single time...

[wilfulsunbeams]

I assume you like it then.

[and here comes Dorian, standing just a little too close to you to be appropriate, for 19th century standards, at least.]

[ragnalol]

I do! It's - [...hey, why is he standing so close? He stares at Dorian for a moment, before going back to the script. Oh well, more for Loki!] - brilliant, if I do say so myself.

[wilfulsunbeams]

I'm glad. [that was nearly a whisper in your ear before he pulls back to maintain polite distance again]

So, any ideas as to which role you will be trying for?

You can always take Jarlaxle home with you.

[showmeshinies]

[Curious and bored at the apartment, Jarlaxle leaves a little early and shows up around 2. He's been looking forward to this day, if only to see what could happen as a result. He takes a script and finds a wall to lean against while he examines it.]

Dorian stays at the theatre. XD

[wilfulsunbeams]

Good afternoon, Jarlaxle.

[walks closer and leans on the same wall, beside you]

Any ideas of which part you plan to audition for?

That just make it easier to take him home. 8D

[showmeshinies]

[Jarlaxle flashes him a brilliant smile and lowers the script so he can better pay attention to this fabulous creature.]

Good afternoon.

I'm afraid I have no idea, as of yet.

That's true.

[wilfulsunbeams]

Check out the part for the Reverend.

[ducks his head boyishly and laughs]

It will amuse me to see you play the part of a priest.

[boat_lights]

[In the afternoon-ish. He wanders in on a whim, and takes a look around disinterestedly. Seeing nothing that particularly captures his attention beyond the sense of liberty that always came with the theater, he strides forward with a friendly wave.]

Aren't you the busy man.

[wilfulsunbeams]

I'm usually not.

[inclines his head in a greeting]

Good afternoon, Mister Nightray.

[boat_lights]

Good afternoon, Mister Gray.

A lovely change of pace, isn't it?

[wilfulsunbeams]

Indeed. What brings you here today, Mister Nightray? Auditioning for any parts?

I am a horrible person

[madcuriosity]

[Alice had calmed down from being turned into essentially a woman. Ichijou and the Inspector had been kind enough to get her much more proper clothing for her age and body, and as such her curiosity about Dorian's theater group had now overridden her stress at being essentially an older woman. She peeked into the theater and gasped as she entered. It was simply beautiful.]

[wilfulsunbeams]

[oh, look who's there?]

Like what you see, Miss Alice?

[madcuriosity]

[Jumps a little and turns to look at Dorian smiling.]

Oh! Mr. Dorian. It's simply beautiful!

[wilfulsunbeams]

I am glad you like it.

[takes your hand to give the little lady a kiss on the back of it]

Good afternoon, Miss Alice. I hope the day has been fair to you thusfar?