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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[dieformymusic]

[Okay now that's just ridiculous. Nothing could be worth a lifetime of grudges for.

"Don't you have a court of appeals or anything? This Javert can't be the judge and jury."]

[dechagny]

[A small smile.] And I hope you do, too - I hope we can get as many people as we can out of this place. It may take some time, but I do have faith that it is possible.

[breakingbread]

I would think so - there are boxes of dry noodles in the pantry, and we have plenty of cheese. [He flips the box over.] This seems as if it may be faster to make, but is it worth it?

[breakingbread]

[what]

What sort of people would even watch this for entertainment?

[breakingbread]

There will be a judge involved at some point, no doubt. But he is acting within his duty to arrest me - I have broken parole.

[breakingbread]

They must have great power, to manage things like this...but we should at least try. Who knows how many more innocent people they might kidnap, for whatever show they try next?

[dechagny]

Probably not. I was fine eating it once, but what if one of the ladies were to get sick from it?

[breakingbread]

Yes. [He smiles, and the expression lights him up.] Cosette. She is nearly twenty now.

[don't fact-check me on that please]

[breakingbread]

And us with no medicine here. I don't believe Dr. Harris is a medical doctor.

[Perhaps the Balladeer would give them aid, but he's not sure they can trust that much will come.]

[solomonjihad]

Orange juice...

[She opens the door, alighting on it almost immediately. She takes it out and puts it on the counter.]

Anything else?

[rockthistown]

Probably? Or the model? I don't actually sew at all.

[rockthistown]

I don't know, but that's what the Balladeer said when Anna asked what the cameras were for! Don't ask me.

[rockthistown]

I know. Once we get our stuff back and we`re with our friends again, we can do it.

[sunshineprincess]

Thanks! [SHE CAN DO THIS!] I should make a plan.

[robitussin]

A plan for... talking to him?

[littlegirl_littlecurl]

Mmmmmm.... nope.

[It's such an evil little look she has on her face...]

Do you wanna help?

[sunshineprincess]

Model? There's different types of sewing machines?

[rockthistown]

There are different types of everything.

[sunshineprincess]

Yes. You can't just approach the enemy with a smile and say "Hey! Let's be friends!"

[Which is pretty much what she will wind up doing anyways.]

[robitussin]

I guess so, but I don't know if you need more of a plan than don't act weird.

[sunshineprincess]

Really? Even people? Is that why your hairs blue?

[sunshineprincess]

Don't act weird?

[Are you saying she shouldn't be herself?]

[rockthistown]

It's always been blue. What's so weird about that?

[robitussin]

Yes. If you need pointers, I don't think I'm the best person to ask.

[sunshineprincess]

No one back where I'm from has blue hair, natural or not.