The Boards, Sunday Evening [Rehearsal]

[furnaceface]

Did Jono look a little frazzled as he made his way down for the rehearsal today? Oh, yes. Yes he did. But at least the lights and sound cues had all been finalized yesterday, with neatly organized notes for the techies to make use of for Thursday's dress rehearsal and Friday's performance, and so at least he looked slightly less like a deer in the headlights than he otherwise could, today.

"Looks like we have two more rehearsals before show night on Friday," he announced. "Which means today, we're doing a full run of the second act, no prompts, just like Thursday. And we'll be doing it in costume."

Guess what had come in yesterday?

"We will stop if we have any wardrobe emergencies in order to sort them out, seeing as some of you aren't wearing much more than a pair of boxer-briefs through some of this, but for the most part, I'd like us to get through without a hitch. So, get dressed, second-act costumes, and let's do this, shall we?"

[Cast List | Script (with AP, multi-page, colour on black) | Script (no AP, single page, black on white) | Open!]

The Gig, Sunday

[kestrelswolf.livejournal.com]

Firekeeper and Blind Seer hadn't the slightest idea that yesterday had been some sort of significant festival. Neither, it turned out, did the horses.

The horses also couldn't explain the tiny sugary things that had appeared everywhere. After some deliberation, Firekeeper tentatively tasted one.

It wasn't... terrible.

The Gig is open and sugar-fueled!

The Devil's Nest- Sunday

[inaskinnyway.livejournal.com]

Being sixteen and prissy having spent most of her life at boarding school meant that Susan had never experienced a hangover. However, living among royals and having to attend events and so forth meant that she had figured out what one looked like.

And sounded like, being as how all the music tonight was very, very quiet.

It was beyond her how someone could be hungover this late in the day, but then, Susan did not have the appreciation for St. Patrick's Day that others did. She might have if she'd seen the gremlin bite.

The Devil's Nest was open.

Caritas, Sunday Evening

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

It was the day after St. Patrick's Day, so hopefully everyone had already had their fill of drinking. Hey, a man could dream, you know.

So, Guy was at work, very glad he didn't have to deal with anything yesterday.

Drink Special
Bloody Mary

For those who needed something for the hangover.