http://suit-of-sables.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] suit-of-sables.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2008-03-25 09:42 pm

2 Black Swan Drive - Soon to be The Boards - Tuesday afternoon - 3/25

He's inside the theatre, doing nothing so grand as making up a sign for the front. It's just a board he's painting with the improvised title of his little box of a theatre. Next to it, another board sits there waiting for him to paint on the play he'd be doing as well as the fact that the theatre 1. existed and 2. would be casting this week.

That said, he's pondering a few things. One of which having to do with a certain young man who he'd thought had potential.

[open, if you're wondering who fixed up the building, but mostly for Troy]

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Troy knocked on the front door, a little hesitant to just waltz right in.

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
... Well. That seemed as good an invitation as any. Troy opened the door and stepped inside. "Mr. Tennant?" he called. "Um. Geoffrey? It's Troy Bolton."

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Troy flushed. "I, uh..." he said. "... Would you believe me if I said that I spent some time in the past? And then my mun was basically gone for a week."

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I got attacked by an angel statue," Troy explained. "So, uh, not really."

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Troy nodded. "I know the play," he said, "but I haven't read it yet. I'll start it tonight. Want me to make some posters?" he added. "Or do you have something for me to post up already?"

[identity profile] oncourtandstage.livejournal.com 2008-03-26 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
"How is the plumbing?" Troy asked, well aware that he'd been supposed to help with it, but knowing that he'd let himself get too distracted to remember that. And, well, then he'd gotten kidnapped by the angels. "Do you still something done with it?"