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itscurtains2016-11-20 01:45 pm
stagemanagers) wrote in itscurtains2016-11-20 01:45 pm
WEEK 7
[Seven weeks later. Half of your number remains.
Nothing in the opera house seems all that different. The Box Office door has been locked after the death of its occupant, and there's a new copy of the house rules nailed to the front, with the last one circled heavily in black ink. The point has been made; the rest of you had better play your parts.
The crew members still aren't visibly walking the halls, but every so often there's movement in your peripheral vision, or vague half-heard whispers from the shadows. Every so often there's a thud or a snicker from inside the Merchandise Booth, though the stagehand inside will continue handing out prizes to those who earn them.
This may be your last week here. Make the most of it.]
[ooc: don't forget to submit your memories and check into the roll call!]
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Of course, about halfway into her song, Hans starts crying. Not like, sobbing (not yet) but there's tears streaming down his face and this is cold, Anna. This is so cold. By the time the song is over, Hans has at least managed to keep himself from sobbing, but the shaking breaths in his voice are harder to hide. ]
Definitely. [ What's that? Is that the sound of Hans crying into the mic? Yep. ] Too cheesy.
[ Deep breaths. Deep breaths. You are Prince Hans. You broke this girl's heart. ]
Cut out the bit about true love, you-- you know I hate that.
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She hears the pain in his voice, feeling both triumphant and guilty. Hans, you need this a lot more than you know.]
Right. Did you want to pick a song this time?