fandomtownies | The Boards, Sunday Evening [Rehearsal]

"Okay, everyone," Troy said, as the cast gathered. If he looked a little flushed, well. Maybe it was the heat in the theatre? It was a little warmer than usual. "So we're just about finished working through act one. Today, we'll cover from right after Sword of Damocles through to Lad and Garnet being sent off to bed, and then sit down and cover any questions anyone has so far."

"Yes," Jono echoed, frowning maybe just a touch moodily. "Cover. Please, do stay covered today."

He was entitled to his snits, damn it. He'd spent yesterday looking through Dite's catalogues, and was now trying like hell to not picture anyone in their costume. He didn't want that trauma this week.

Which was why he had a spray bottle in one hand. It was either that, or the rolled-up newspaper. He'd settled on the spray bottle, and he was not afraid to use it.

"Let's get started, shall we?"

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No more apricots today, but there would be the usual lack of surprise if some variety of baked good ended up alongside the usual lemon water.

Quinn's clothes were on. If her skirt was a little short for February, that was just getting into character, right? Right. She took some lemon water and waited for her cue.

Hercules had been staying home the past few days, sitting in a bathtub.

A bathtub filled with ice.

He arrived today, wearing jeans and a sweater. He was hoping he didn't have too many racy songs, today.

Cindy was very glad today's rehearsal was light on Garnet's role. She was having a devil of a time keeping focused on anything but how attractive her fellow (adult!) actors were.

So...yeah. She'd be over here, with her face buried in a script, studiously not thinking of anyone in their future costumes.

Trick was, ahem, a little uncomfortable today. Yes. More than a little.

He was staying quite firmly buttoned up, despite the heat. Because--just because, okay?

And then he was going home to drink.

While Hoyt is quite insistent that he can make anyone a man in seven days (if I give him the yarn, can he make me one, too?), there's a brief interlude in the middle that gets a little... … …

Colourful. Red is a colour, right?

When they ping in!

Jonothon, and his coffee, and his trusty stray bottle, were all there in case anybody had any questions.

Any questions. He'd field them. Whether he fielded them with words or with cold water remained to be seen.

Troy didn't have a spray bottle. Don't make him wish he did.

For their crew-like duties.

Kenzi was there. Amused at all the twitchy people. Even if she's feeling it herself, too.

Billy was totally, completely fine, thank you very much. If he was trying not to look at anyone more than he absolutely had to, it was just because he was busy. Really.

Shannon is disappointed that this week isn't Floor Show week. So much strutting. So much.

The Boards, Sunday Evening [Rehearsal]

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Rehearsal!

Talk to the Directors!

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The Crew!

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