Week Six

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, in It's Curtains, the weather changed, and with it your fortune in Dads. Discord took Salieri out - or perhaps Salieri took Discord out - and left the survivors with that much less impulse control. Nonetheless, a visit from a new friend might have provided a little bit of much-needed hope?

On Sunday morning, you'll find that the other side of the second floor has opened up - as well as the actual intended path to reach the roof garden. You can finally stop climbing up that rope every time you want to have a picnic or secret lover's rendezvous!

Outside, the weather seems to have calmed down. It's sunny again, with rather a lot of clouds. Though it's warm, the atmosphere seems very...still.]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Be sure to submit your memory regain and your AC for this week! As always, Hester's office hours and the merch booth remain available. ))

Comments

[whatyouwant]

[Elle makes room on the bed, shoving the tissues and empty ice cream container into the trash can at the end of the bed.]

Only if you want to. I know everyone's going through a lot right now.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Honestly? What's another thing on top of it all.

[Hmm. No. That's not right.]

It'll... help to get it off your chest? That's what I've heard.

[That's better.]

[whatyouwant]

[Elle gives her a small smile.]

Remember that internship I told you about? The one with that hard-ass professor that was really hard to get?

[Tears well up in her eyes again as she talks about it.]

I, uh, I don't think he chose me for it because of my good grades.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

What do you mean by-

[Oh. Ohh. No. Cassandra knows. She knows it in the pit of her gut and she doesn't want to believe it, but Elle is tearing up, and this sucks.]

Don't tell me. He chose you because of your looks, didn't he?

[whatyouwant]

[Elle nods, dabbing at her eyes.]

He made a move on me. I slapped him, and he fired me. There's no reason to stay.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[A scowl stretches Cassandra's features across her face. Blackened like thunder and lightning.]

That... Bastard. [she barely knows this guy, and already she loathes him.] He can't get away with that.

[whatyouwant]

He will, guys like him do all the time.

[Elle knows there isn't anything she can do, not without back up. Back up she just doesn't have back home. Emmett isn't enough, and she can't ask him to stick his neck out like that.]

I'm leaving Harvard. Going home.

Back to the sun, back to the shore,
Back to what I was before.
Back where I'm known, back in my own very small pond.
Laugh with my friends, when I arrive,
We'll drop the top and just drive.
That's fine with me, just let me be
Legally blonde.

[She doesn't sound like it's fine.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Ugh... Cassandra rubs her neck, uncomfortable with... all of this. Corona was a fairly swell place to live. Better than some of the other kingdoms. And even she'd had to deal with random passerby's on the street acting as though she was little more than the princess's servant.

That's why she says:]

Forget him. Elle, this is your dream isn't it? Isn't it important to you?

[whatyouwant]

I don't know if I'd call it my dream, but...

[She sighs and leans over, putting her head on Cass' shoulder.]

It's like finally I was good at something...big. Important. Something people didn't expect from me. They thought I was just a dumb blonde, and I really thought that I was proving them wrong...