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 Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 1:25 am
They fought over a great many things. Most of the time Ronnie lost, which was a very depressing thought. But the one thing that she and Dierdre could agree on was that, the theatre and acting were really cool. So, when Ronnie had passed the idea of acting classes off to her, the little fae seemed to believe that it was not such a bad thing.
Feeling a bit nostalgic for the old days of highschool musicals, Ronnie, un beknowst to Dierdre, signed her up for a production of "Cinderella" for kids. So pleased with herself, she'd even splurged on an outfit for the first day of class for Dierdre. Ronnie, of course, opted for simple cargo pants and a tanktop.
The theatre looked run down, but in a good way. The way that says the building had seen it's use and had weathered the storm well enough. It had a large marquee on the outside that was currently blank. The interior of the theatre was gorgeous, done deeply in gold and plush reds. There was a sign in the foyer that read, "Acting class held on the stage, go through seating area."
The main seating area was just as grand as the foyer with a high chandelier reigning above everything. Ronnie tugged Dierdre toward the stage where some other children were milling about. There was a table set up and she approached the young girl sitting at it. "Hi, I'm Veronica Orcot and this is Dierdre."
The young girl absently waved a gesture of acknowledgement and thumbed through some index cards. Finding the one she wanted, she pulled out a sheet of class times and other needs for Ronnie. "Here, this is for you, now it's not encouraged that parents stay too near on the first day, you can find seating in the balcony if you want to watch, but the director wants to get to know the kids on the first day."
Feeling a bit put out by that, Ronnied bent down and gave Dierdre a quick hug before heading off for the balcony.
It was just as well that Ronnie was leaving, that's what Dierdre thought. Her style was being cramped by her guardians lack thereof. Alone, her red pants and black blouse stood out more and brought out her eyes.
This was something she was absolutly determined to be good at, so she'd even listen to the director if it meant she'd improve. Deciding that it would be to tidius to try and make nice with her rivals for parts, she found a bit of the stage unoccupied by others and sat down quietly, plotting the best way to shine in class.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 1:39 am
At the insistance of his mistress Eiko, Kasumoto walked into the building where these classes for acting were to be held. Walking obediantly behind him was Tomoko, clad in a long white victorian style ballwown with red roses adorining the chest reign and the bottom hem of the dress and stopped just above her tiny ruby slipper clad feet. She had a red ribbon tied around each of the bee appendeges on her head and white gloves with red roses around the edges to match.
The biologist was dressed in skin tight black leather top and pants, with boots that faded under the tight hem of the pant leg. His white labcoat alone stood out fromt he rest of it. He was rather handsome if one looked at him that way.
" Hello, This is Tomoko Ryushikawa and she is here to attend your class." he said professionally, a chinese-ish accent to his words. As he received the same instructions as Ronnie had, he relectantly took a seat where other parents were sitting, pulled out his laptop and began his report that was due the next morning.
Tomoko gracefully walked up onto the stage and took a seat next to other female sitting there. Her tiny wings fluttered in excitement and were clearly visable through the openig in the back of the dress. " Hello." She said softly, hoping to get along with lots of kids.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 2:25 am
"You're going to have fun here today, hun, it's alright." Came a drawling female voice as the door to the theatre opened for two more. "What a gentleman." Sibuna chuckled softly, resisting the urge to reach out and ruffle her child's hair as he held the door open for her. She wasn't supposed to do that now, right? He might be embarrassed, or whatever it was that was 'in' nowadays. These young people...
"Yes, Mother," The grey-skinned child replied softly, though noncommittally.
"You're gonna make some new friends and learns some new things." She continued cheerfully, reaching out and pulling him by the hand towards the stage. "It's better than sitting around the diner all day while Mommy works, right?"
"Yes, Mother."
A soft sigh emitted from the dark woman as she stopped and turned towards him, crouching. "I know you wanted to go to fight class, Dae, but lets just try this for now, alright? We'll get you in there in a couple weeks, kay?" She reached out, brushing white strands of hair out of the child's face before placing a kiss upon his forehead. "Okay?"
Daemyn nodded slightly, allowing her to smooth out his hair and think he was worried about all these things. When really, he was taking in the competition with bright, black eyes. "Okay."
"Hi, I'm Sibuna and this is my child, Daemyn." The woman informed the one responsible. "He'll be joining your class today." With a small pat to his back, she sent the child on his way.
The boy was clad in nothing extraordinary, mainly in a black pair of boy's shorts and an equally dark t-shirt. Sibuna had not really liked this choice, but she'd allowed it. Daemyn was her sweetheart, and he'd never allow himself to be converted to sin- would he? Whatever he was, she was blissfully ignorant to it. From his pocket, Daemyn removed a bottle cap and flipped it into the air as he walked, but made no move to catch it. Instead, he opened his mouth and caught it as if it were any other snack, chewed it a few times, then swallowed. Well, who should he associate with first?
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