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The Boards, Wednesday Evening - Rehearsals

If Jono looked a little on the tired side today during rehearsal, he was going to blame it entirely on his cat. He'd been up all hours of the night training, expecting to be able to sleep in come morning. But a kitten with a food dish scorned was a force to be reckoned with, and once he was up, entirely too early in the day, there was really no point in going back to sleep.

At least he had coffee. Forever, coffee.

"This week, I hope you're all off-script," he said, looking only slightly blearily at his cast as he held his coffee cup like a lifeline. "We'll be moving on to blocking act two today. Same story as last week. Prism, Cecily, Chasuble, Merriman, Algy, Jack, and Gwendolen, ready yourselves for the second act. Lane and Lady Bracknell, please run your lines together as best as you can."

He then flopped down in one of the seats in the front row, and waved vaguely at the stage.

"Places."

[Open! Script is here, cast list is here!]

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Tea, lemon water, cucumber bloody sandwiches, wine... the normal refreshments and the abnormal ones, and Jono had gone right ahead and thrown cookies from J,GoB into the mix, too, because to hell with all your voices.

April had sunglasses on and was taking more than her share of lemon water this morning.

Interpret that as you will.

Porthos wandered back and forth, taking swigs from the bottle of wine he was carrying and muttering his lines under his breath.

Juliet wanted to feel veddy veddy British today, so she daintily took a cucumber sandwich and sipped tea from a delicate china cup she'd brought in with her, pinkie firmly out.

Natalie? Grabbing the usual lemon water and a cucumber sandwich.

It was best to keep it simple.

C IS FOR COOKIE, AND THAT'S GOOD ENOUGH FOR MINAKO!!!

No one else wanted one, right? Right.

Onstage, offstage!

Wax on! Wax off!

Places, everybody but Bracknell and Lane! Let's run through this act, shall we?

Feel free to let this thread get good and messy. It isn't like Jono is organized today, either.

Juliet practically skipped onstage, then started miming watering flowers as slowly as she could manage it. Cecily didn't want to go back to her lessons, after all.

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Karla strolled onto the stage, hands in her pockets, soundlessly whistling, but heading directly towards Juliet. She raised an imaginary hat gave a winning smile. "Ahh! You are my little cousin Cecily, I'm sure."

"You are under some strange mistake," Juliet said slowly. She knew the lines, but she wasn't entirely sure she knew them in the right order. "I am not little. In fact, I believe I am more than usually tall for my age."

Juliet was of perfectly average height, but she figured the line was meant to be funny anyhow and played it as a throw-away.

"But I am your cousin Cecily," she continued, a bit rapidly. "You, I see from your card, are Uncle Jack's brother, my cousin Ernest, my wicked cousin Ernest."

She sounded quite delighted to meet someone wicked.

"Oh! I am not really wicked at all, cousin Cecily," Karla hastened to assure her, reaching for Juliet's hand to pat it most becomingly. "You mustn't think that I am wicked."

Juliet snatched her hand back, folded her arms across her chest. "If you are not, then you have certainly been deceiving us all in a very inexcusable manner," she said sternly. "I hope you have not been leading a double life, pretending to be wicked and being really good all the time. That would be hypocrisy."

That was...not the response Algy would have been expecting, no. "Oh!"

Well, if she wanted wickedness, Algy could provide...

"Of course I have been rather reckless..." she admitted, idly.

For the other two of you to run your lines, should that suit your fancy.

Porthos thumbed through his script, trying to figure out if he had any lines with Lane.

They did not, but that didn't stop Zhari from giving Porthos a little smile (and a curtsy before she could help herself. Porthos was very imposing). "I could read lines for you?" she offered. "You have many more than I do."

Porthos was used to people curtsying, and found it a bit refreshing to be shown the proper respect. He wasn't so happy at her words, however.

"Are you implying that you that you think me unprepared?" he asked haughtily. "That you think I need more practice than you do?"

His servants, who had found their duties expanded to include reading lines these past few weeks, would tend to disagree.

"What? No!" Zhari said, standing still and looking shocked like an bunny staring straight into the headlights of an oncoming car. "I just thought...we're supposed to be practicing...most of mine are short..."

=I can kick his ass,= Zeela huffed. No one got to talk to her big sister like that. =Seriously, duck behind a curtain and I'll grab something from the costume rack and I'll jump him.=

For the crew to do whatever needs to be done on the way to preparing for the show!

No fireworks.

No couches.

No more glitter.

MOAR GLITTER!

Or, well, at least some really shiny pillows?

He will not fall asleep on you.

He will not fall asleep on you.

He will not...

Method RP for the wins. Caaaats.

Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaats

Caaaaaaaats!

Caaaaaats!

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The Boards, Wednesday Evening - Rehearsals

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