itscurtains | Week One

[Yesterday, everyone woke up in a strange place and realized that they'd been kidnapped, and also that everyone else around them may or may not be kinnies? Wow, what a weird escalation of kin drama! Given what some people have seen of Spongebob's freaky arm thing, though, maybe it's not that at all?

Your Assistant Director, Hester, showed off her stuff and immediately had her life threatened by Lumpy Space Princess, who got her life threatened right back. Maybe you should keep that in mind if you decide to pay Hester any more visits! She won't be making another public appearance this week, but as promised, she'll be available for visits and consultation in the Principal's Office during business hours.

If you don't want to chat with Hester, there's always the school to explore! Some of you might also be receiving mysterious coins next to your bedside this week - those must be useful for something, right? There's lots to do, and you all seem like a group who can make your own fun, so enjoy your first week of school!]

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(( OOC: This will be the last mod post for this week! Feel free to start submitting regains for any threads that aren't with Hester. Remember, song threads mean an extra coin! This is a peace week, so get all that CR while you can! ))

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Help with costumes would certainly be a boon. Mademoiselle Woods is doing the main designing, but I'm certain she would very much appreciate help with their construction.

[as for the other subject, consider his interest piqued.]

As for the audition, you do not at all need to sing the songs provided, if you have something else you wish to sing.

[Elsa likes music. It was soothing to her in a way few things were during her isolation. She never performed in public - only with her mother, really - but she's dabbled in it enough that she's not terribly afraid of her abilities. It's just... the people watching. But right now it's just one person, so her nerves aren't creeping up on her quite yet. Not completely, at least.]

Okay... okay. I suppose I'll just... start from the top, then? I don't think I'll need any music with me.

Of course. [he gestures with a hand for her to continue] Then, by all means. Do you need accompaniment, or will this be a capella?

A capella is fine.

[She nods, more to herself than him. There's a pause, before Elsa takes a deep breath, and begins to sing.]

I can't be what you expect of me,
but I'm trying every day
with all I do and do not say
here on the edge of the abyss
knowing everything in my whole life has led to this...

[These aren't things that have troubled her for a while, but it's still feelings she remembers quite well. Though they don't plague her, it's rather easy to tap into that feeling and push it into her words...]

And so I pull inside myself
close the walls, put up my guard
I practice every single day for this, so why is it so hard...?
'Cause I can't show you I'm not as cold as I seem
There are things you cannot know
and it's dangerous to dream...

[Salieri sits back to listen, arms folding casually over his chest. She has a lovely voice, floating but with enough body to easily carry the lyric line, and she clearly has no trouble putting emotion into the piece.

He's not about to stop her mid-song, of course, and nor does he want to.]

I know I'll never see that sunny day
where this trial is finally through
and it could just be me and you
I can't dwell on what we've lost
and how secrecy and silence comes at such a cost

[She keeps going on. Though this is mainly a performance done by people who are becoming friends, and nothing serious, Elsa can't help herself. It's been so long since she's just... poured her emotions out like this. Those emotions she kept so close to her chest in those thirteen lonely years. She's not afraid of being judged anymore, so it's easy to simply let all of it out.]

I wish I could tell the truth
show you who's behind the door
I wish you knew what all this pantomime and pageantry was for
I have to be so cautious
and you're so extreme
we're different, you and I
and it's dangerous to dream.

[As absorbed as she is in her song, she's aware enough of Salieri watching her. She's not sure if she should keep singing, or if that's enough... but she'll keep going until he says stop.]

[in auditions in opera, it is customary to sing the entire aria, and considered a faux pas to stop someone before the end, unless they are really, really terrible.

And she is certainly not that. There is much to observe in her performance; in the emotion she puts into it, despite the fact that she's being observed and scrutinized. So he'll watch her to the end or until she feels ready to stop.]

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