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Tweak says, "Shut your pie-hole!"

Bellum Anon (bellum_anon) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-05-18 10:00:00

Entry tags:

beauty, christine daaé, phantom of the opera, scheherazade

Group G: Scherezade, Beauty, Phantom, Christine

The plaque on the wall says:

In the Beauty's mind there is a play
From the greatest Bard of his day,
And with her to direct Phantom and his lady,
The queen of tales shall see
A scene of two star-crossed lovers,
Horrible though one may be.
A word of warning for those present here:
Not a drop of real blood shall this play house see,
Or the house will become a prison
For the offender, whoever he (or she) shall be.

A replica of The Globe Theatre, down to the last board and peg.

Any of the scenes between Romeo and his Juliet may be recited, but they must be performed verbatim as per Ella's memory. If Ella's memory is wrong, recitation according to what she or the audience member recalls works just as well. Only Bran and Lotte may be on the stage. A back door will open when the scene is complete.

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still_lotte
2010-05-20 02:47 am UTC (link)

Ella was so calm when she said it that Lotte didn't realize the changing of the words until Bran had said it. Her eyes met his and her hand covered her mouth, unsure if she wanted to yell at Ella or laugh. Instead she shut her eyes and tried to calm down. An obvious piece - she didn't want to do this, this was only becoming more complicated - came to mind and she let it run through her mind.

"Je veux vivre - dans ce reve." It came out quietly, almost a chant rather than giving the piece what it deserved. It didn't matter - she was just trying to calm down. Even singing, even if the voices had come, would have been better than this. Breaking herself from the music, Lotte shook her head and called down in a tight voice. "Ella, please."

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	withinastory 2010-05-20 02:55 am UTC (link)
	Sherri tried not to laugh, but it was hard. "It's... true, though." From what she remembered, "He just lurks in the garden like a stalker for a while, until she starts sighing over him, too." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

bookshelved
2010-05-20 03:02 am UTC (link)

"It wasn't a reference to you, but rather to Romeo, who is rather an idiot," Ella said, deciding no one had a sense of humor in this room, and it was best to just make it through the scene.

She recited Juliet's lines, the ones asking how Romeo got to her, and she kept true to the words as she remembered them, though she skipped a phrase here and there. Normally, she would have offered commentary throughout, but she did not mention the childishness of Romeo and Juliet, despite her wish to.

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lemortvivant
2010-05-20 03:29 am UTC (link)

Bran just blinked, not understanding why Ella had to make it so complicated. All he knew about Romeo and Juliet was that they were from rivaling families, fell in love, and committed suicide together - and all this happened in a day or something. He didn't know nearly enough to get the joke, or even find it funny. "Oh." He shrugged. "Now I remember why I only read it once."

Acting normal and reciting the lines was the only way they were going to get through this, so that was what he did - he didn't even bother trying to put emotion into it, not while there were people scrutinizing his every move.

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still_lotte
2010-05-20 03:33 am UTC (link)

She nearly made a comment on how everybody romanticized being stalked and it wasn't half as 'romantic' everyone made it out to be, but she kept quiet. Biting her lip until it finally became her turn to speak. Lotte shakily repeated what Ella told her to. Though she tried not to grimace at Bran directly, she couldn't hide the fact that she wasn't enjoying this and couldn't get into Juliet's character in this situation.

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withinastory
2010-05-20 03:46 am UTC (link)

With things going more smoothly, Sherri sat back and listened, occasionally giving quiet input. At least it was getting done, even if it was impossible for anyone to enjoy the play, under the circumstances. She had completed her remembered notes on the balcony scene, feeling a lot better after realizing that she at least remembered the synopsis of the entire scene.

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bookshelved
2010-05-20 05:40 am UTC (link)

As they spoke their lines, Ella looked at their surroundings, and she tried to pay as little attention to what was happening on the stage as humanly possible. She wondered where Daniel was, hoped he wasn't worried that she was missing, and then she realized that was a silly hope. He always worried. She willed Bran and Lotte to finish their emotionless portrayal quickly, and she stopped reciting when the scene came to an end, letting them finish at their own pace.

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lemortvivant
2010-05-20 06:00 am UTC (link)

This was probably the worst performance of Romeo and Juliet to ever be acted out, but luckily the quality of the play didn't seem to matter. They were both essentially repeating Ella's words, back and forth like two players of a game wearily trudging forth to the inevitable end. Bran didn't expect emotion, and even though he tried to tell himself she wasn't grimacing and wincing at him, it wasn't very convincing.

"By a name, I know not how to tell thee who I am." Well, wasn't that appropriate. "My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself because it is an enemy to thee. Had I it written, I would tear the word." He couldn't help but sigh, listening to Lotte speak her lines and interjecting when it was his turn. Romeo's problems were nothing compared to his own.

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still_lotte
2010-05-20 01:29 pm UTC (link)

She'd barely been paying attention to the words until then and she audibly winced. She was jolted out of the monotony of the back and forth with Bran and she couldn't help blurting, "I don't hate-" before she silenced herself. Interrupting would be a bad idea.

She forced herself to repeat the lines, slightly more on edge than before until it had been revealed how Romeo had got there. "If they do see thee, they will murder thee." That fear was easy enough to duplicate.

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lemortvivant
2010-05-20 07:07 pm UTC (link)

It was harder to ignore the words than he'd previously thought, especially when the stupid lines had their double meanings which was probably intentional, but not in this sense. Shakespeare never could have known that his play would be performed by modern versions of Erik and Christine - or whatever the hell they were supposed to be. Bran wasn't even sure anymore.

Although his gaze looked upwards, he didn't meet Lotte's eyes, instead focusing on a spot past her. He said his lines with as little emotion as possible, but the irony was still there. "I have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes, and but thou love me, let them find me here. My life were better ended by their hate..." He frowned. No, it wasn't. "Than death prorogued, wanting of your love." Some of the lines probably weren't quite right, but he didn't care. He tried to hurry through his parts as quickly as he could, silently urging Lotte to do the same when hers came.

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still_lotte
2010-05-20 07:37 pm UTC (link)

Lotte's grimace only became worse with each set of lines. It wasn't like that, she told herself. Bran wasn't Erik, he'd shown her that - he acted different and hadn't wanted anything to do with her...she didn't have to pay attention to the words. Even if they were possibly the worst verses that could be said. Fidgetting on the balcony, she got through Juliet's lines stumbling slightly over them. She looked at the top of his head, rather than his eyes or face, too awkward with the meaning to attempt eye-contact.

Finally, she got to the point where she though she could leave and said, "Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed, if that they bent of love be honorable. Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow, by one that I'll procure to come to thee..." She bit her lip, forgetting the words before rushing with, "And follow thee my lord throughout the world." At what point could they be done? She moved towards the stairs, hopefully.

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withinastory
2010-05-20 08:52 pm UTC (link)

"Almost done." Sherri hoped that was at least a little encouraging. The scene had seemed like it was taking ages for her, she could only imagine how Lotte and Bran felt about it... and Ella, having to repeat the entire thing all on her own. Just to give them all a small break, and because someone had to do it, she cleared her throat and called out a loud "Madam!"

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lemortvivant
2010-05-20 09:40 pm UTC (link)

Bran had no idea where the scene ended, but Lotte sounded like she was done when she finished her lines, and he looked around hopefully for some sort of exit. A door, a portal, a swirling hole of blackness - he didn't care, as long as it led out.

But nothing happened, and then the other woman next to Ella - Sherri, was it? - spoke up and confirmed that they weren't done yet. He sighed, folding his arms across his chest and waiting for his turn to interject.

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still_lotte
2010-05-20 09:58 pm UTC (link)

Though Lotte sent a smile towards Sherri she couldn't believe that wasn't the end. Her mind went over what was next, looking to Ella for a moment before moving back to the railing. The rest of the exchange passed on and even though they were almost done, Lotte grimaced at Juliet's lines of prisoning someone like a bird. How could anyone find this romantic?

"Sweet, so would I. Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be tomorrow."

Even if she'd messed up before, Lotte knew that had to be the end for Juliet - she could remember that now - and she began to move down the stairs as she finished.

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lemortvivant
2010-05-20 10:13 pm UTC (link)

Bran spoke his lines almost without thinking, his mouth forming the words without really registering what was being said. They had to be near the end now, though - he didn't know the play, but if Juliet was saying good night, then it was probably the part where Romeo left. It had taken long enough.

"Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast. Were I sleep and peace... so sweet to rest." He finished with quiet relief, although now he needed to figure out what his next move was. Taking off as soon as an exit appeared would look guilty, but he didn't want to stick around for Ella's beast boyfriend to show up and rip into him. "That's it, right? We're done?"

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still_lotte
2010-05-21 12:05 am UTC (link)

Lotte got to the bottom of the stairs, right after Bran finished. She gave him a quick, awkward smile before turning towards their 'audience'. In another time, maybe if Diego or James had been there, she could have made a joke about how this was - even do a cursty before their audience - but instead she could only sigh. "It should be..."

As if on cue, doors which hadn't been behind Ella and Sherri before opened. From where she was, she couldn't see through but Lotte didn't care - it meant out and back home. She nearly skipped towards the edge of the stage, before realizing the vines were still there. Her smile faded and she paused before them, remembering the warning on the plaque - not a drop of real blood.

"Ella? Can you do something about the vines?"

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withinastory
2010-05-21 12:25 am UTC (link)

When they were finished, Sherri had raised her hands to applaud, but stopped herself just in time. No... it probably wouldn't be the best idea, at the moment. Lotte's change in demeanor had her looking over her shoulder and smiling in relief at the door... and then her eyes widened at the reminder about the blood. She was glad Lotte had remembered because (though she wasn't about to say it out loud) she had completely forgotten that part.

After a moment of surprise that Ella was somehow responsible for the vines, Sherri advanced toward the stage to take a slightly closer look at them. "If not, we... might be able to bind them back, somehow..." She really hoped that Ella could make them part or something, because she wasn't sure she wanted to risk that.

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bookshelved
2010-05-21 12:36 am UTC (link)

As Sherri advanced toward the stage, Ella stood, and she looked back at the newly opened door. "They'll come down once I'm out. It's just because I- because I'm uncertain," she said not wanting to admit to fear in front of the man on the stage. Ella backed toward the doors, and she continued to move until the opening was at her back, until she could feel the air of the lobby at the nape of her neck. Turning, she realized where the door was - it was the one from the Catacombs, and she remembered them covered with her blood, and she had to stifle back a purely fearful reaction. The vines soared to the roof, and she turned and she ran.

She didn't stop until she'd reached R1 and locked herself in, until she'd hidden in the bedroom with Kat and the sugar glider (and without Daniel).

The vines came down as soon as she was inside the apartment, as if they knew she was safe, and the three remaining members of their group were left alone, with a clear path out of the Globe.

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lemortvivant
2010-05-21 01:51 am UTC (link)

Bran saw the doors at the same time Lotte did, but he held himself back from racing towards them - partly because he didn't want to look too desperate, but mostly because of the fact that Ella's damned vines were still in their way. He regarded them with a mixture of wariness and curiosity, as though he didn't know what they could do or that they were spurred on by her fear. As far as everyone present was concerned, he'd only heard about what Ella could do; he'd never seen it for himself.

He simply watched as she backed towards the door, knowing that she was afraid but keeping his expression appropriately confused when the vines suddenly shot upwards.

Then she was gone, apparently spooked by something, but frankly he didn't really care what. All that mattered was the vines disappeared a few minutes after she left, and they could finally leave. Shaking his head, Bran slipped off the edge of the stage, headed towards the doors - freedom. If Lotte didn't say anything, then Ella wouldn't know his apartment number yet.

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still_lotte
2010-05-21 03:01 am UTC (link)

Lotte barely understood the relationship between Ella's fears the vines - before, when Ella had demonstrated her 'magic' to her, they'd been friendly, leaning towards as she was calm. She knew Ella was scared of Bran, even if he hadn't done anything - but did she really have to trap them with the vines? She shook her head, watching Ella go and followed Bran down once he moved forward. An oof escaped her as she hit the ground, then moved to Sherri to shake her hand.

"I'm sorry we had to meet like this, but I'm glad you were here," Lotte said honestly. She gave her a smile before looking over her shoulder at Bran. He was already at the doors and she frowned.

She couldn't let him go like that. She couldn't. Lotte bit her lip before looking back to Sherri. "We should talk sometime. When there's less stress-" She pulled her hand away, with an honest grin. "I'm in 1206 if you need anything."

With a final smile, Lotte pulled at the skirt of her nightgown and took off at the doors with a run. "Bran!"

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withinastory
2010-05-21 03:23 am UTC (link)

After giving the two of them a moment to get safely out of the way, Sherri followed Lotte toward the door, walking slowly enough that, hopefully, they would be able to start on their way to somewhere private enough to have what was obviously a much needed discussion. She would look them up later, if it wasn't all a dream.

It was a strange welcome to her new life, and Sherri would have to make sure to not let on to Joss that she was, possibly, beginning to become a believer.

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