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Post by Erik on Sept 17, 2008 18:11:45 GMT -5
Back in Box Five, Erik snickered like a little boy.
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Post by Christine on Sept 17, 2008 18:12:45 GMT -5
*Christine muttered something that looked distinctly like "Not again."*
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Post by Pavi Largo on Sept 17, 2008 18:14:30 GMT -5
The cleaning ladies in the pit only sighed and kept up with their work. What was one more shrieking Italian to them?
Pavi was by now in an absolute rage, gesturing violently and waving for the girls to come to him right now. They cooed and fussed over him, and he seemed to calm down at least a little under their ministrations.
"That's good... grazie, bellas..."
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Post by Irene on Sept 17, 2008 18:19:15 GMT -5
*Irene's audition had gone well even though her typist couldn't find a contralto she thought fit the character despite the distractions. If she got in, her only hope was that the idea she and Holmes had come up with- that work would provide something to focus on and distract from the constant hunger- would work.*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Sept 17, 2008 18:26:26 GMT -5
Holmes himself stood near the rear of the auditorium, unwilling to make his presence widely known. He still had not recovered his facility with the violin, after his broken wrist. He was here only to see to Irene, to ensure her safety and that of those around her.
He still could not touch her, and could look at her only when he had something to say that distracted him from his memory. But despite the chances of running into Christopher Huggins, Holmes would not leave her alone, even if he was only in the background.
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Post by Pavi Largo on Sept 17, 2008 18:51:35 GMT -5
Determined to prove who they'd just fucked with, Pavi stormed up to the audition pianist and flung the sheet music for an aria that wouldn't even be written until 2025 onto the music rest.
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Post by Julian on Sept 18, 2008 5:58:28 GMT -5
*When Erik returned, Julian greeted him with a smile and a well-deserved nod of appreciation.*
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Post by Sarah on Sept 18, 2008 10:16:29 GMT -5
*Sarah facepalmed at the antics of the Destler wannabe, though she was secretly pleased that a piece of scenery fell over him. Any sign of old-fashioned Phantomy goodness was fine in her book*
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Post by The Managers on Sept 18, 2008 13:24:14 GMT -5
The managers glared at each other, as if accusing one another for this sudden reminder of their former troubles. This Faust was shaping up to be their finest production ever, and now that rascal was going to ruin everything. Again.
Firmin cleared his throat and waved his arms a little.
"Er, very nice, everyone!" he said, hoping that if he ignored the curtain mishap, it would go away. "Is anyone left to audition?"
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Post by Pavi Largo on Sept 18, 2008 14:28:52 GMT -5
Pavi cleared his throat loudly and tapped a foot.
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Post by The Managers on Sept 18, 2008 14:43:03 GMT -5
Andre stared at him. Then looked away. Then stared again, trying not to look like he was staring.
"Yes?"
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Post by Pavi Largo on Sept 18, 2008 14:58:51 GMT -5
"I don't believe that the Pavi has had a chance to display his most excellently long, thick and well-proportioned... talent yet," he said grandly, oblivious to the stares of horror directed toward him.
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Post by The Managers on Sept 18, 2008 15:08:36 GMT -5
"The... Pavi," Firmin repeated. "What is that?"
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Post by Bryan Fury on Sept 18, 2008 17:17:43 GMT -5
"Sounds like Eye-talian fer 'wax-face' ta me," grumbled Bryan. He had stowed himself in the back, being given a leave for his mealtime. However, since it was a workweek for both himself and Jirahasuke, the large machine-man had nothing else to do but wander the opera, since no one else seemed to like "L'Revenant."
Feet propped up on a fancy seat in front of him, Bryan had been watching the auditions for lack of anything better to do - he'd needed to expand his horizons to please the little Japanese man he was living with.
When L'Castro had made it up onto the stage, Bryan wished he could conjure tomatoes out of thin air - he never had a taste for the fine arts, but the pompous tenor especially held his ire for no other reason than Jira was a fan. Everyone sounded better than each other anyway, he thought.
Leaning back, Bryan looked up to the boxes, spotting people he could only assume were other workers and firemen who had snuck in to watch too.
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Post by Pavi Largo on Sept 19, 2008 1:28:24 GMT -5
By now, Pavi was getting quite tired of all this utter disrespect getting tossed his way, and after muttering something about a letter to Papa, he gestured angrily at the pianist and began a rather strange, dissonant aria that occasionally meandered up into falsetto wailing.
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