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itscurtains2016-10-10 11:53 am
stagemanagers) wrote in itscurtains2016-10-10 11:53 am
OVERTURE
You wake up, and realize you don’t remember how you got here.
This bed is soft and warm, but it’s certainly not yours. And the room is unfamiliar - unless perhaps you’re an actor, seeing as it looks almost exactly like every dressing room in the world. It's not quite large enough to fit the bed and trunk comfortably alongside the vanity, but it what it lacks in open space, it makes up for in coziness. This could be something you’ve seen in a movie, or dreamed about experiencing one day. But whatever the case, you aren’t supposed to be here.
There’s a silver key resting on your vanity, along with a thin program booklet. The cover - where the name of the show would usually be - is blank, but if you flip through it, you’ll find some startlingly familiar information. Maybe a few familiar faces as well…
The hallway outside is narrow and poorly-lit, lined with star-studded doors. But if you make your way past them and out into the lobby, you’ll find something entirely different: an elegant, refined opera house. Crystal chandeliers glitter overhead, and the red carpet is perfect for putting on a show. A large clock on the northern wall marks the time, though with the windows shuttered and locked it's difficult to tell whether it's morning or night. There’s also some framed information pinned up that you might find helpful. If you explore further into the adjoining wings, in fact, you'll see there's an identical copy in every room.
There’s also two sets of double-doors in the lobby: one leading back the way you came, deeper into the Opera House, and one leading out. For the moment, neither of them will open.
It looks like you’re stuck. But hey - at least you aren’t alone.
This bed is soft and warm, but it’s certainly not yours. And the room is unfamiliar - unless perhaps you’re an actor, seeing as it looks almost exactly like every dressing room in the world. It's not quite large enough to fit the bed and trunk comfortably alongside the vanity, but it what it lacks in open space, it makes up for in coziness. This could be something you’ve seen in a movie, or dreamed about experiencing one day. But whatever the case, you aren’t supposed to be here.
There’s a silver key resting on your vanity, along with a thin program booklet. The cover - where the name of the show would usually be - is blank, but if you flip through it, you’ll find some startlingly familiar information. Maybe a few familiar faces as well…
The hallway outside is narrow and poorly-lit, lined with star-studded doors. But if you make your way past them and out into the lobby, you’ll find something entirely different: an elegant, refined opera house. Crystal chandeliers glitter overhead, and the red carpet is perfect for putting on a show. A large clock on the northern wall marks the time, though with the windows shuttered and locked it's difficult to tell whether it's morning or night. There’s also some framed information pinned up that you might find helpful. If you explore further into the adjoining wings, in fact, you'll see there's an identical copy in every room.
There’s also two sets of double-doors in the lobby: one leading back the way you came, deeper into the Opera House, and one leading out. For the moment, neither of them will open.
It looks like you’re stuck. But hey - at least you aren’t alone.
OTA
Time for door duty, then. Hans will be pacing the hallway, knocking on doors. Perhaps yours? Should you choose to answer the door, you'll find a very concerned young man at your door. He doesn't look like a mirror if you ask him. ]
Hello? Sorry to bother you. I'm looking for a young woman, Anna of Arendelle. Have you seen her?
[ I mean he could try The Princess' door but then he can't excuse walking in on strangers. ]
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(although he refuses to be duped again like with the mayor!! how obvious it should've been, and he'd known and apologized -- we digress)
anyway, look, the point is that he is more friendly because hans is well dressed. #prejudice ]
Good day, Monsieur.
[he pulls out the pamphlet and flips to the page with Anna, holding it out between them]
Is this the girl you seek?
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Yes, that's her! [ What luck, his joy seems to imply! ] She is Princess Anna of Arendelle, my betrothed. I'd be much obliged if you could help me find her, sir.
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[he gives what can only be described as a sympathetic expression, or at least the attempt of one.]
I am sure she cannot be far. If I find her, I will bring her to you.
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[ The attempt is there and it's appreciated. ]
But I hope to find her soon, that would put my mind at ease.
[ He's just so concerned about her!! So concerned. He loves her so much. ]
I would be very grateful to you, sir. If you find her, tell her Hans misses her dearly.
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[javert nods with the kind of tenacity that means if he has to travel across all of france for ten fucking years, the message will indeed be delivered.]
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You have my thanks.
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[javert takes a breath. as if preparing. and then he sings (vaguely to the tune of "stars"):]
Yes, Hans, you have my promise,
as I search for Anna,
search through the night,
until we can find her,
you'll beeeeee united at last
united at last
you shall not have to fret
and spend all your days
waiting and wishing for answers
as they all slip away
i will see she'll come home safe
safe to your arms
where you'll both find shelter
and at the end,
you'll be united at last
united at last
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Then I wish you luck, sir. And I pray you'll find her soon.
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