The Boards, Sunday [All Day]

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

So there was this building. And Troy kind of owned it now. Well. Ryan Evans owned it, really, no matter that Troy's name was on it, but Troy was good with that. Because this building?

Was a theatre.

After getting the keys, Troy unlocked the front door and walked in, deciding just to sit in the audience for a little bit, basking in that 'this theatre is mine!' sense before starting to figure out what kind of renovations and repairs it might need. Or that he might want. Having a rich friend to bankroll everything? Now that Troy'd gotten used to it, kind of awesome. He'd been in the Boards before, sure, but this? Was completely different.

The front door was hanging open a little, and music -- after Troy found the sound booth -- was playing out into the street.


[No OCD. Expecting one, but open to anyone who wants to come by and poke at this new guy in the Boards! Infopost on The Boards and upcoming shows (and other events!) within the next couple of days.]

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[furnaceface]

Jono was out and about today. Brunches weren't particularly his thing, and, while he was contemplating perhaps stopping by there later just to see if he could see any familiar faces, he was going to put that off as long as humanly possible.

It was the music that caught him as he was walking down this particular street. He wasn't what one would consider a definitive fan of Jason Mraz or anything, but he had a good ear for music, and that...

//That,// he mused, peering curiously in through the open door, //is not Jason Mraz.//

Mute audiophile Jonothon Starsmore, ladies and gentlemen.

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

"Corey Gray!" Troy called back; he was just coming out from backstage, dusting off his hands. "Some guy I found on Youtube. Can I help you? We're closed right now, but we'll be opening soon."

Blink.

"Also, I have been away from this island way too long. Did you just talk in my head?"

[furnaceface]

Sometimes, it was refreshing that the reaction to the telepathy was secondary to the conversation at hand.

//I might have to learn to navigate the internet a little better than I do,// Jono noted. //This bloke's got style.//

A beat.

//And yes. Yes I did. It's...// He waved a hand a little, looking for the proper words for it, and then sort of fell short. //... A medical condition. We don't talk about it. Touchy. You understand.//

He wasn't technically lying!

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

Well, Troy had lived on the island for over a year, during! high school. It wasn't like it was the weirdest thing he'd ever seen! ... Heard. Not-heard.

"Ah, okay," Troy said, nodding. "So -- is there something I can do for you? I'm taking over starting... well, today, but we're not going to be ready for anything for a few days, at least."

[furnaceface]

//Honestly...? I'm mostly just reminiscing. Taking a walk around town, boggling at how much things stay th'same around here when timelines are all cocked-up.// He inclined his chin (or lack thereof, shut up) toward the inside of the building. //I suppose here's the exception, then. Doing renovations, are you? Or just cleaning up after that last owner?//

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

"A little of both," Troy explained. "Kinda seeing what needs repairs, what I want to change... Not doing the renos yet, but I'm planning to. Figure I'll do what I can myself, get some experts in for the rest, but there's a lot I can do myself even just in terms of lugging stuff around, building things..." He shrugged. "I've done a little backstage work, too, building sets and stuff."

[furnaceface]

//Sets, hm? Already got a production in mind?// So help him, Jono was kind of peering inside. //This place has a good stage to it, I'll give it that. Excellent acoustics, if it didn't change any during that weekend where everybody lost their minds.// Pause. //One of those weekends, anyhow. Mind if I take a look?//

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

Troy shook his head. "Knock yourself out," he said, before adding, "And I haven't decided on anything yet, but I thought I would... not do Shakespeare. Something else to start."

[furnaceface]

//Good plan,// Jono agreed, stepping inside and taking a look around. It hadn't changed much, yet. It was a little less garish than it had been on that weekend where he'd had the killer jaw and the ridiculous title. But all in all, still the Boards. //Bloody near everybody does the Bard to start. A shame, really. Leaves out so many other options.//

Musical theatre, for a start. Call Jonothon just a touch biased, in that regard.

//It isn't as though people stopped writing when Shakespeare did. And they hardly started there, either.//

[glacial_queen]

"Jono!" Karla hadn't expected to find him at the brunch, but stumbling over him here was both unexpected and delightful. "So good to see you!"

And incoming in three...two...one...

[furnaceface]

//Oof.//

Because he was so inconvenienced, being hugged by she who was practically a little sister, and all.

//Afternoon, luv. What brings you to this part of town?//

[glacial_queen]

"Music," Karla said, still hugging. "There was music coming from the Boards, so I decided to investigate."

[furnaceface]

//That was my reason, too,// Jono admitted, reaching up to give her a bit of a pat on the back. Not at all awkward, this physical contact thing. Honest. //This isn't really a place that I'd normally associate with music, really. But it... fits.//

[glacial_queen]

"I like it," Karla said, butting her head against his shoulder. Get used to physical contact, Jono. "Of course, I'm biased towards anything that gets the Boards back open, so..."

[furnaceface]

//I don't have much experience with th'place,// Jono replied. He wasn't squirming just yet, at least. //Their musical days were well before my time here. I did have a concert here that weekend where everyone was bloody insane, but that's about it.//

All this, said with a sort of tone that suggested that he kind of wished that could change, yes.

[glacial_queen]

"At least we didn't sleep together!" Karla offered. Brightly. "That would just be weird. And Raven would probably be mad at me."

And Warren and Jono would have yet another reason to dislike one another, even if Jono would then have a reason to smug.

[furnaceface]

If you asked Jono, he'd say that he didn't have nearly enough reasons to smug.

And also, that sleeping with his almost-kid-sister would be so wrong.

//Dear lord. Be thankful you didn't see the look on her face as I listed off th'people I did sleep with. Bloody near broke my heart.// Dammit, Fandom. //Barely makes it easier knowing that I never would, outside of moments like that.//

[glacial_queen]

Karla was a huge fan of the Boards and had been saddened each time it had closed. Which was why she was scampering over to peek inside as soon as she noticed someone moving around in there.

"Kiss kiss?" she called, poking her head into the door. "Hello?"

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

There was a banging sound, followed by a sound of heavy things falling, as if out of a closet and onto something soft and squishy.

Like a body.

"... Ow." Give him a moment, Karla. After a few more banging sounds, mostly from Troy shoving old props off of him and to the side, he stepped out of the office. "Hi, sorry, did I hear someone come in?"

[glacial_queen]

"I'd say me, but I heard what sounded like pain coming from in there," Karla said. "So, you did, but it was someone else who just went flying past me out the door before you could spot them."

That was like an apology! If you squinted! And spoke Karla!

"...You okay?"

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

Troy nodded, rolling out his shoulders. "Yeah, I'm fine," he said, shrugging. "A bunch of props? I've taken worse hits on the court. It just surprised me, that's all.

"Something I can do for you? I'm not going to be open for a few days, at least. Maybe longer, depending on how long it takes to get some work done in here."

[glacial_queen]

"I just thought I'd look around a bit," Karla said, offering him a sympathetic smile. "I used to be in plays here, back when he had a director, so when I heard the music, I figured I'd come over and see what was going on."

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

Troy brightened. "Oh, really?" he asked. "Who did you work under? And what kinds of plays? I did a bit with Geoffrey, when he first opened the Boards, but I left the island before I was able to do much.

"I dunno what we'll be starting with, but I figure I'll get that done and announce auditions some time in the next week or two."

[glacial_queen]

"Shakespeare with Geoffrey," Karla said, brightening. "I was Lady Macfinlay, and Puck, and the Duchess in Richard III. And when Genesis was the director, I was the Evil Queen in Snow White."

She still had the costume for that one!

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

"So much Shakespeare!" Troy exclaimed, laughing. "Although I guess I shouldn't be surprised, given, y'know, Geoffrey. I never met Genesis, though. What was he like?"