week 3

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 3
[The past weekend has been a difficult one. With Valjean's murder and D-ne's brutal execution the monotony has been broken and it can be said the show is finally and truly underway.

When the performers emerge from their rooms on Monday morning the decor of the opera house has changed. Not drastically but someone was busy during the night with some redecorating. There are cobwebs draped over nearly everything, some of them with tiny plastic spiders stuck in the cotton webbing, and pumpkins of various sizes on the floor and on the tables. Some of the walls have been adorned with cartoon-ish paper skeletons and scarecrows and in the ballroom a poseable plastic skeleton has been posed at the piano looking ready to play. Someone's even set a bowl of candy on the counter of the merch booth.

But that's not all. There's a light coming from the now open doorway in the lobby that had been previously locked for the past two weeks. This new floor is similarly decorated but why not go have a look and explore for yourself?

Despite their losses, the show must go on after all.


[Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday]

Comments

[dechagny]

[HOLY SHIT to both of those things! Raoul takes his shoulders in return, a smile forming on his face.]

By God, that's wonderful Seymour! So you are seeing each other - it is official?

[dontfeedplants]

It's official! I honestly couldn't believe it when I woke up today!

[dechagny]

[Holy shit! You ready for a hug bro? Because Raoul is pulling you in for a congratulatory hug.]

Wonderful! I couldn't be happier for it, my friend!

[dontfeedplants]

[Whoa that sure is a sudden hug. But Seymour is so thrilled that he even returns the hug.]

So what about Christine? You were talking about her just now.

[dechagny]

[Heck yeah returned hugs!]

I spoke to her and gave her an invitation to dinner - I would rather not rush anything, since this was the first time we've seen each other in years, but I do hope my feelings came through to her.

[Raoul's expression tinges with worry.] Though...she did say something very strange, and when I returned from fetching my hat, she had disappeared.

[dontfeedplants]

[Ooh that's less good news right there.]

That's worrying. Do you have any idea if she's okay? Or what she said at least?

[dechagny]

She spoke of an "Angel of Music" that would be upset if she were to join me, as if it were some sort of chaperone...and I have no idea where she might have gotten to.

[dontfeedplants]

That's terrifying. Do you think she has a stalker telling her not to talk to you?

[dechagny]

[Raoul turns a little pale. Just a little. What sort of creepy rando is stalking his friend]

Whatever for? I have not seen her in years - such a stalker would not know me.

[dontfeedplants]

Maybe he doesn't want her to talk to any other man?

[Gosh he feels really bad for his friend already.]

[dechagny]

[Oh God if this really is just some guy Raoul's gonna skip right over Having Words and is gonna just punch the dude]

That's...she has every right to speak to whomever she wishes! What sort of presumptuous fool would constrict a woman so?

[dontfeedplants]

Some kind of creep, I imagine. But gee, I hope you get is sorted out. I can't imagine what I would do if I learned that Audrey was being stalked by someone like that.

[Seymour you hardly know about this guy.]

[dechagny]

[It's alright Raoul's never really known him himself.]

Eugh...what else could I have forgotten that happened before I arrived here? I shudder to think of it...

[dontfeedplants]

[Nothing better than judging creeps from afar, eh?]

Maybe you were able to stop this guy?