week 2

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 2
[From the day you arrived on the planet, and blinking, stepped into the sun. There's more to see than can ever be seen, and more to do than can ever be done. Yet, still, the whole thing seems...monotonous. Surely there must be some excitement, some showmanship, some sort of plot twist that could keep this show moving onward?

Welcome to week 2, gents.]


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Comments

[sunshineprincess]

I... hope not?

[dechagny]

[He's lived a sheltered, naive life, which he's really been realizing lately in various forms. This is just one of them.]

You...you stole his silver?

[He sounds more shocked than accusing, though. Sorry bread dad.]

[dechagny]

[Screw the law he has money]

But what good will hunting a man do in a place where we are expected to hunt each other to death?

[dechagny]

I certainly don't blame you for feeling that way. However, if something...nicer were to come out of it for me, and I did not want it, would you be willing to see if it was something you wanted?

[sunshineprincess]

Falling on the...? Oh! Oh no! That's not what I'm doing!

[She scrambles up and rights the cart.]

I was riding around on this.

[dechagny]

Er...yes?

[What is this "cool" you speak of]

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna waves at Jez with a huge smile.]

Yep! I was just playing around!

[dechagny]

[Thank goodness he needs that in his life

He siiiighs.] And what would you suggest I do instead?

[dechagny]

[Why is she doing this they were talking about a hat]

And - your point is?

[sunshineprincess]

[Ever so delicately presses the button OH WHO IS KIDDING SHE IS GOING TO MASH THAT BUTTON HARD]

[dechagny]

[Fun fact, Raoul gets a pair in his next booth pull]

They certainly look difficult to walk in...the heels in particular must be cumbersome.

[dieformymusic]

[Ah Raoul! The man from the past had a dramtic flair it seemed like. He grins nervously, still a tad shy about looking for a new look so to say.

He raises his white peacoat jacket as though he was showing off a captured skunk.

Well, what do you think Raoul?]

[dechagny]

Delicate as in...thin fabrics and laces, I assume?

[He doesn't need an explanation on what might be made of thin fabric and lace, he has an idea]

Then I suppose they are better off handwashed, and not subjected to the rigors of these machines.

[aflatouttahell]

[An amused eyebrow quirk.]

Like what?

[dechagny]

[Well that looks interesting! Similar in cut enough for Raoul to recognize it as a respectable coat. He grins and nods in approval.]

A good choice! Have you given thought on what to wear underneath it yet?

[Gotta find a shirt right]

[trettende]

[ Haha, yes, family.... good thing they aren't talking about that or Hans' bitterness might show through. ]

Not particularly. I know a fair bit of classics, but I'm sure I could keep up if you'd like to try something new.

[ Y'know, mimicking and taking cues people is what Hans does best. ]

Kitchen

[dieformymusic]

[Ever since the Balladeer's...offer, Winslow found Hime's behavior very strange. He didn't dare talk to her directly about it because well, if she really believed it, it would be a hard situation wouldn't it.

But hearing that loud noise from the kitchen Winslow had to stick his head, very much like a nervous bird. Is uh...everything alright?]

[trettende]

[ There you go, Hans helps steady her, keeping his hand in hers. ]

Are you sure? You didn't sound alright. Is something wrong?

[trettende]

[ Shh, a guy can dream....... ]

You think?

[ Uh. Here's a bad thought. A horrifying one. ]

Even the bathrooms?

[dieformymusic]

[He's glad you approve friend! Winslow nods. He hasn't found it yet, since well...he's a tall dude.


"Sweater?"]

[aflatouttahell]

Oh?

[Jez walks in properly, and sees the chair and cart.]

Sounds like it was fun.

[dechagny]

Only if you do not think you would be too warm.

[Yeah a classy sweater could work though. Raoul's not too familiar with them but if it's nice looking then go for it.]

With white, you should be able to pair it with most any color.

[trettende]

[ He won't be the evil stepmother he's totally Malificent. He can turn into a dragon and die by the sword. ]

I really don't think so. Even if the management were true to their word, you would have to kill someone. And be cold enough to do it without getting caught. It's not worth it for a simple wish.

[trettende]

That's a good idea, actually. Maybe we can get to know him better. I'm sure he's not so bad.

[trettende]

Yes.

[ He ain't gonna lie (about this.) ]

I've been to his office to ask for refreshments and playing cards on behalf of the group. He sits in his office all day, as far as I can tell.