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Given the... diversity... of the auditions he had received on Wednesday, Genesis was in a fine mood as he picked idly through his scripts today. He smirked a bit, wondering at what reactions they would get upon seeing his chosen script for the play. Everything, of course, was already set up.

The people of Fandom were certainly enthusiastic, even if the majority of them had little skill to speak of. But some of them, some of them had potential.

And some of them just greatly amused him.

Which was its own value, push come to shove.

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"Very well then," he replied, as he offered her the script (http://www.notmyshoes.net/monologues/amy.html) he'd chosen. "This shall be your monologue. Let's see how you do."

Triela took a moment to read over the monologue. Twice.

"This is ridiculous," she complained, her tone calm and business-like. "You seriously want me to do this one?"

"On stage," Genesis replied, "no one gets to be themselves. That the monologue seems ridiculous to you now--to the characters involved that is their life and not ridiculous to them. Think not of yourself, but of Amy."

"Amy is ridiculous," Triela complained. But, well... whatever.

She read over the monologue twice more, committing it to memory, and handed Genesis the script back. She might have been showing off a little bit with that.

After a deep breath, Triela shrugged out of her jacket, imagined Hilshire tried to bench her the way Marco had benched Angelica, and began pacing tensely back and forth.

"And," he said, amused. "Do begin."

Amy was ridiculous, he'd not argue that.

"Don't you dare walk away from me!" Triela began. And it turned out she could do righteous indignation quite convincingly. The lines may have been a bit wooden, but not too wooden.

Of course the parts where she had to talk about emotions, or about being human, well... those weren't so convincing.

She couldn't be perfect at everything, after all.

"... And you will regret it always."

Triela blinked as she came to a sudden stop. Why was she thinking about Leto?

Well that was...

...

"You have difficulty expressing the emotions of Amy," Genesis observed. "Is it because you find her ridiculous?"

Yes. It was, wasn't it?

"Maybe. Or maybe it's because her emotions are ridiculous. What is she so upset about?"

Genesis glanced askance at her. "What do you think the monologue is about, first?"

"It says right at the top," Triela scowled. "He led her on, sexually or whatever, and then let her down."

Triela sounded quite clinical in her analysis there.

"Yes," Genesis replied. "In that case, how do you think she should be feeling? How are her feelings of rejection and hurt striking you as unusual?"

And why?

Triela shook her head. "She's getting all worked up over something that's not important. She's... too emotionally invested."

"Is it trivial to be in love and be hurt by someone you love?" Genesis asked.

"There are more important things," Triela shrugged.

"I mean... sure people get hurt by those they love, but that happens all the time. It seems silly to let it have such an effect."

"What would you consider more important?"

Really, he could ask questions like this all day.

"Almost anything?" Triela suggested. "It's not like her life won't go on. She says so herself. So what's the point of getting so upset over it?"

"She sounds like a spoiled little teenager."

"Why shouldn't she get upset over it?" Genesis asked, almost lightly. "It is most likely the most important thing that has happened in her life at that point."

"Which just goes to show that she lacks perspective." Someone had Opinions.

"Part of being a child," Genesis replied, "is learning to gain perspective."

"She needs to gain it faster."

"Why?" he asked, curious of the answer. "She is a normal girl, in a normal world. Her troubles are the ones in the play."

"It's immature." And apparently high schoolers weren't allowed to be. At least not teenagers like Triela.

"...Have you looked at most students lately?"

Triela just scowled.

Apparently she had.

"Amy is an ordinary teenager," Genesis said, "no matter how ridiculous you may find her, she is perfectly average in her reactions--the audience would sympathize with her for that."

He shook his head.

"The results of tryouts will be posted on Tuesday," he continued. "Was there anything else?"

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