23 Apr 2018, 05:09
Sergei and the Beast!
Reid ran a hand through his hair, shuffling as he stood beside Serena with a script in his hand. He glanced about as the others chatted, many seemed to know what they were doing. He was a little lost on the other hand, he didn't watch Beauty and the Beast much. In fact, he got through it half way before opting out to watch the football match between Derby County FC and Bristol City FC. Perhaps it was better that he actually read the material better and didn't join because there was a potential that he would see a Professor in a dress.
Or was it that he would be a bear in a dress? Reid didn't know, he was just in it for the joke. Plus, he had figured he would reward himself after spending a few hours actually studying in the library. Some bags had formed under his eyes and he seemed a little drowsy, thankfully he knew better than to let gravity take a hold of him. His hand came up to brush his eye, rubbing it as he yawned ever so slightly. The one of the issues was that he didn't remember a character named Chip. Who was Chip?
There were so many characters and he didn't even finish the movie in the first place. Reid glanced up, finally speaking up after he flipped through the script. "Wait, so is Chip that kid who was a cup? Or was Chip the clock?" he asked, no one in particular. Did he have to sing? Reid was never in a play before but he certainly didn't know how to sing. Now he was starting to doubt coming here, he was terrible at singing in the showed- so this probably wasn't any different. "Also, so I also have to sing?"
"Trouble usually finds me."
24 Apr 2018, 12:51
Sergei and the Beast!
Anatole brushed his hair out of his face, watching more and more of his cast and crew crawl through that door. The good majority of them looked happy to be here, but some read plain and utter confusion as to either why they auditioned, why they were casted, and what the heck the play even was.
There were a few surprises in the second category rather than the first, such as Serena, the supposed Director/Stage Manager, Reid, who was playing Chip, and a couple others he had to painstakingly explain this whole situation to them. So, with a long breath, the short Gryffindor climbed on top of the Grand Piano, trying to get everyone's attention.
"Well, um, hello everyone!" He laughed a little, trying to make due of what he had to work with. The star of the show wasn't even here, nor was a good part of the cast. "I'm Anatole, if you don't already know me, and I'm the guy who basically started this whole thing. I just...uh thought it would be spectacular if we tried to put on a bit of theatre here to spice up an otherwise bland rehearsal room." He had to hold up his cloak to prevent himself from tripping. "I've been looking in the library and found myself a songbook for all of us, some of which I've handed out songs to people already, but if someone can try to find a semi-official script book, that'd be nice. Uh..." Anatole was struggling to think of what to say. "Well, today, until we find out what to do, I decided we look through a couple copies of the book the school probably has on hand and maybe try to dig deep into the characters we're playing." He shrugged, tossing a book to Reid. "There's only two, so I think you should share." Anatole tossed another book to Rhea. "We'll start singing and staging when more people are here, I suppose, uh, well if Serena is okay with that."
He pushed himself off of the piano, catching himself before he tripped. "Announcement over."
Anatole had overheard some of the questions earlier, and having a little more knowledge of the plot and characters (considering it was one of the boy's favorite productions alongside Phantom of the Opera and Anastasia), he tried to answer them. "Well, uh, yes. Chip is the cup kid. As for my role, I'm Gaston." Having known he would need to practice smiling for the role, he grinned at Ava. "My pleasure," he joked, never seeing the girl before.
There were a few surprises in the second category rather than the first, such as Serena, the supposed Director/Stage Manager, Reid, who was playing Chip, and a couple others he had to painstakingly explain this whole situation to them. So, with a long breath, the short Gryffindor climbed on top of the Grand Piano, trying to get everyone's attention.
"Well, um, hello everyone!" He laughed a little, trying to make due of what he had to work with. The star of the show wasn't even here, nor was a good part of the cast. "I'm Anatole, if you don't already know me, and I'm the guy who basically started this whole thing. I just...uh thought it would be spectacular if we tried to put on a bit of theatre here to spice up an otherwise bland rehearsal room." He had to hold up his cloak to prevent himself from tripping. "I've been looking in the library and found myself a songbook for all of us, some of which I've handed out songs to people already, but if someone can try to find a semi-official script book, that'd be nice. Uh..." Anatole was struggling to think of what to say. "Well, today, until we find out what to do, I decided we look through a couple copies of the book the school probably has on hand and maybe try to dig deep into the characters we're playing." He shrugged, tossing a book to Reid. "There's only two, so I think you should share." Anatole tossed another book to Rhea. "We'll start singing and staging when more people are here, I suppose, uh, well if Serena is okay with that."
He pushed himself off of the piano, catching himself before he tripped. "Announcement over."
Anatole had overheard some of the questions earlier, and having a little more knowledge of the plot and characters (considering it was one of the boy's favorite productions alongside Phantom of the Opera and Anastasia), he tried to answer them. "Well, uh, yes. Chip is the cup kid. As for my role, I'm Gaston." Having known he would need to practice smiling for the role, he grinned at Ava. "My pleasure," he joked, never seeing the girl before.
24 Apr 2018, 18:35
Sergei and the Beast!
Natasha entered the rehearsal room, barely standing up. In her hand, she held 20 scripts. 14 for the cast, and 6 extras for the crew. She stumbled on some things lying on the floor and dropped all of the books with a loud thud. Everyone stared at the newcomer. Her cheeks turned pink and she smiled awkwardly. Waving shyly, she announced,
“Hey, uh, I’m Natasha. I’m the props manager for the play.” she bent down to pick up the fallen books. “I’ll hand out the scripts to cast members and put the rest over there.” she pointed towards the table on the side of the room.
Natasha looked at the first script. Mrs. Potts. That’s Rhea, right? she walked over to the redhead and handed her the book.
“Your parts already highlighted.” She smiled and glanced at the next book, Chip, who’s played by Reid. Slowly, she handed out the rest of the scripts and then walked towards a blonde girl, who Natasha believed was head of wardrobe.
“You are head of wardrobe, right? That’s a pretty fun job. Have you got any costumes yet? I can’t wait to see Professor Yornikovych in a dress.” Natasha rambled. She realized that she was talking excessively and blushed. “Sorry if I’m asking too many questions.” She was actually really excited for the play. Beauty and the Beast, well I guess now it’s Sergei and the Beast, was one of her favorite movies growing up. Natasha wished to have been a cast member, but being in charge of props was still going to be exciting. She smiled and paid attention to the brown haired boy answering questions at the front of the room.
“Hey, uh, I’m Natasha. I’m the props manager for the play.” she bent down to pick up the fallen books. “I’ll hand out the scripts to cast members and put the rest over there.” she pointed towards the table on the side of the room.
Natasha looked at the first script. Mrs. Potts. That’s Rhea, right? she walked over to the redhead and handed her the book.
“Your parts already highlighted.” She smiled and glanced at the next book, Chip, who’s played by Reid. Slowly, she handed out the rest of the scripts and then walked towards a blonde girl, who Natasha believed was head of wardrobe.
“You are head of wardrobe, right? That’s a pretty fun job. Have you got any costumes yet? I can’t wait to see Professor Yornikovych in a dress.” Natasha rambled. She realized that she was talking excessively and blushed. “Sorry if I’m asking too many questions.” She was actually really excited for the play. Beauty and the Beast, well I guess now it’s Sergei and the Beast, was one of her favorite movies growing up. Natasha wished to have been a cast member, but being in charge of props was still going to be exciting. She smiled and paid attention to the brown haired boy answering questions at the front of the room.
Reducio
STA: 5; A: 5; STR: 6; CON: 3; AP: 3; ACC: 8
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I will not be a flower picked only for my beauty. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget. -Erin Van Vuren
1 May 2018, 01:19
Sergei and the Beast!
Adam flipped through his script and couldn't help but grimace. Yes, the bumbling character of LeFou was just as obnoxious as he had remembered. At least he got to organize the mob at the end of the play, which was pretty cool. Plus, nothing worse than getting beat up by furniture ever happened to LeFou. Anatole might get to be the master of me for the better part of the play, but I don't see him surviving, do I? It was also appealing to Adam to think of all the fun he could have poking at Anatole's character with subtle lyric changes or actions during the production. This was supposed to be an enjoyable experience, wasn't it? So Adam would enjoy it in his own way.
He sat down next to Reid Kovacs, the boy that'd be playing Chip during their school production. Adam only knew Reid from the snowball fight they'd had during March, and the last time he'd seen the Hufflepuff boy he had been in the middle of being carried to the Hospital Wing. He looked a lot better now, and Adam smiled at him before speaking. "Hey. I'm Adam. Want to go over some lines while people are still getting here?" Lowering his voice a little bit, Adam added, "Anything to get us out of singing, right?" Motioning towards the book in Reid's hand, Adam felt guilty for having not realized that he was probably intruding. "Unless you want to look through that, of course."
He sat down next to Reid Kovacs, the boy that'd be playing Chip during their school production. Adam only knew Reid from the snowball fight they'd had during March, and the last time he'd seen the Hufflepuff boy he had been in the middle of being carried to the Hospital Wing. He looked a lot better now, and Adam smiled at him before speaking. "Hey. I'm Adam. Want to go over some lines while people are still getting here?" Lowering his voice a little bit, Adam added, "Anything to get us out of singing, right?" Motioning towards the book in Reid's hand, Adam felt guilty for having not realized that he was probably intruding. "Unless you want to look through that, of course."
1 May 2018, 06:10
Sergei and the Beast!
There wasn't much intention for this to come true. But he somehow entertained the idea thanks to a student of his, Anatole Evans. It had been a mere joke at first, a simple jest at the boys mention of the old muggles movie. He didn't understand it at all, a girl who would stay with a beast. He would have killed the beast and hung its head above a fireplace. He would have done anything but fall in love with it and would have opted out to make the thing a furniture piece.
However, he figured the young ones got a much tamer mind and he didn't need to scare them by bluntly telling them how he'd create a mantle piece. Perhaps he could propose a few changes, ones that were age appropriate and prevent him from having to do anything remotely feminine. Why he even agreed to do this was unbeknownst to him, he had things he could occupy his time with. However, he figured that the others might not be so keen on such an idea and he bit the sword.
Between grading papers, roaming the halls like a boogeyman, and being one of the general terrors of the castle - he found time to read the script. It seemed ridiculous, to be cast as the part of Belle, he would have rather be the beast. He was an Animagus after all, being scary and beast like was a specialty of his. But it only made him cringe to know he was given the part of the lead, the female lead. The name certainly didn't fit a Bulgarian man who looked like his face had a beating.
"Belle." he grunted, gripping the doorknob of the door. The man figured he should have a word with whoever was running the show, presumably his student - Anatole Evans. The Bulgarian man stepped inside of the room, finding himself towering over a decent group of students. Some of them he recognized and others were hard to put a name to a face. But one stood out, the supposed director of the group. "Good evening you lot."
His accent was thick and hopefully understandable when he talked. He didn't find himself feeling awkward as he closed the door behind him; he had a few questions for the young Gryffindor. He navigated the group and showed the young boy the page, "Evans, I have a question for you. Why am I cast as the role of Belle? The female lead?"
- S.Y., Professor of Transfiguration
1 May 2018, 07:38
Sergei and the Beast!
More and more of the cast was showing up, filling the Rehearsal room with an array of familiar faces. Eris was pleasantly surprised that everyone on the cast was a friend of hers. Adam and Anatole were having an odd conversation, and Eris leaned over her, much taller blonde friend's shoulder to poke at Anatole's exposed knee. "You're the dude in charge Antatole, go do something!" At least, she thought Anatole was the one in charge. He had started this whole thing, due to a stroke of genius. The same stroke of genius that started AS
The two boys she was sitting by left, leaving Eris alone. Groaning, she hopped to her feet and looked around the room. So many people she knew! Fellow bookworm Ava Silver was chatting to the new Gryffindor Prefect, Rhea Bishop. Reid Korvacs, Sabrina's best friend in the whole world was now talking to Adam. Serena stood alone, looking shy but happy. The only girl Eris didn't know was already talking to a group of people, so introductions would have to take place later.
Deciding to talk to her hufflepuff friend, Eris weaved through the crowd of students until she stood next to Serena. It was impossible not to grin, standing next to Serena. She was one of the nicer hufflepuffs, which was saying something. All hufflepuffs were nice, but then there was Serena and Rosie. The two people on the planet who were singlehandedly responsible for every single smile at Hogwarts. Oh, and Reid! He was alright. He was Sabby's friend, and any friend of Sabrina's was a friend of Eris's. In theory. Eris hadn't really talked to Reid, but whatever! He was her friend by default, for being friends with her best dormmate, besides Rhea.
Snapped out of her thoughts by the time she reached Serena, Eris smiled broadly at the brunette hufflepuff. She hadn't heard Serena speak, as the room was loud with the voices of excited 11 year olds, awaiting Sergei's arrival. "Hi Serena! What's your role in the play?" Eris greeted, just as Anatole climbed onto the piano.
That kid was going to die early, if he kept this up. What would Rosie think if Anatole fell off the piano and cracked his skull open? Anatole gave his speech, chucking a book at Rhea, then he hopped off the piano. Feeling grateful he hadn't died, Eris turned back to Serena, but paused.
Standing in the doorway, clad in robes with an expression of displeasure stood the professor of the hour. Sergei slammed the door behind him, and slowly the conversation in the room faded. The Professor had shown up. He addressed Anatole, and Eris felt another rush of gratitude for the fact that Anatole was no longer standing on the piano.
"You're Belle because we all want to see you in a dress." Eris mouthed to nobody in particular, giggling under her breath. The idea of the grizzled professor in a dress was enough to reduce the red-head into hysterics, but she managed to stay calm.
The two boys she was sitting by left, leaving Eris alone. Groaning, she hopped to her feet and looked around the room. So many people she knew! Fellow bookworm Ava Silver was chatting to the new Gryffindor Prefect, Rhea Bishop. Reid Korvacs, Sabrina's best friend in the whole world was now talking to Adam. Serena stood alone, looking shy but happy. The only girl Eris didn't know was already talking to a group of people, so introductions would have to take place later.
Deciding to talk to her hufflepuff friend, Eris weaved through the crowd of students until she stood next to Serena. It was impossible not to grin, standing next to Serena. She was one of the nicer hufflepuffs, which was saying something. All hufflepuffs were nice, but then there was Serena and Rosie. The two people on the planet who were singlehandedly responsible for every single smile at Hogwarts. Oh, and Reid! He was alright. He was Sabby's friend, and any friend of Sabrina's was a friend of Eris's. In theory. Eris hadn't really talked to Reid, but whatever! He was her friend by default, for being friends with her best dormmate, besides Rhea.
Snapped out of her thoughts by the time she reached Serena, Eris smiled broadly at the brunette hufflepuff. She hadn't heard Serena speak, as the room was loud with the voices of excited 11 year olds, awaiting Sergei's arrival. "Hi Serena! What's your role in the play?" Eris greeted, just as Anatole climbed onto the piano.
That kid was going to die early, if he kept this up. What would Rosie think if Anatole fell off the piano and cracked his skull open? Anatole gave his speech, chucking a book at Rhea, then he hopped off the piano. Feeling grateful he hadn't died, Eris turned back to Serena, but paused.
Standing in the doorway, clad in robes with an expression of displeasure stood the professor of the hour. Sergei slammed the door behind him, and slowly the conversation in the room faded. The Professor had shown up. He addressed Anatole, and Eris felt another rush of gratitude for the fact that Anatole was no longer standing on the piano.
"You're Belle because we all want to see you in a dress." Eris mouthed to nobody in particular, giggling under her breath. The idea of the grizzled professor in a dress was enough to reduce the red-head into hysterics, but she managed to stay calm.
sorry not sorry bout' what i said
STA: 6 EVA: 7 STR: 1 WIS: 8 ACC 9 ACC: 9
abilities: transfig DC -5
1 May 2018, 16:36
Sergei and the Beast!
With a sigh, he got up. "Eris, I already gave my speech...I just need to figure out where to go next. Never managed a play before! Doubt you have either."
Anatole got up, laying out some song sheets on the piano in an order only he could understand. In other words, it was really jumbled and confusing. The second sheet for "Be Our Guest" lied right in the middle of the sheets for "Beauty and the Beast". Since the only dialogue he could find was included on the music sheets themselves, it would be challenging to decipher this mess. "Okay, does anyone know how to make copies of this stuff? I'm not really sure..." He muttered the last sentence under his breath, afraid Adam would criticize Anatole for being so idiotic. It was a situation where everyone thought it could be simple, but Anatole couldn't see a ball if it was coming right at him.
He brushed his hair to the side, tossing back his cloak as he sorted the sheets into little piles, still mismanaged. "Okay, is all the cast here?" His back was turned towards the door and the rest of them.
The room went silent as the door closed quietly. "Good morning, you lot."
A chill ran down Anatole's spine. He actually came? Yes, it was supposed to be a joke, casting a Transfiguration Professor in the main role. Part of it originated that he didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, especially since Rosie would make the perfect Belle... Without turning towards him, Anatole could hear his footsteps tap on the floor. They grew louder. He was getting closer.
The Gryffindor's face flushed red as he tried to come up with something to say. It was strange; Anatole, usually good with discussing with adults back in Tenbury, couldn't bring himself to speak to Sergei. All he had to do was turn around and say a few words, right? It couldn't be that hard...
"Evans," the Bulgarian snapped. Anatole turned, at first a little startled. The man was looming over the short lion cub, a sheet of paper in his hand. The cast list. "I have a question for you. Why am I cast as Belle, the female lead?"
Flustered, he took a breath. Why was this so hard? Yes, he was easily the tallest and oldest in the room. Maybe that had a factor? Was it because he addressed the boy by his surname? "Well, uh..." He scratched his head, watching the man's eyes grow wide like an eye emoji. Would saying the brute truth be simpler? "I thought you'd look good in a dress? As a bear?" Anatole exchanged a nervous glance at Eris, reaffirming his statement before he could even say it.
The boy crumbled up near the piano, as if it was his shield from the tame beast before him. "Is...uh...that okay? Y-You don't have to do it, I can recast you, but..." Anatole looked back into Sergei's dark eyes, shaking a little. He took a breath to control himself, taking the cast list from the man's grainy hands. "Whatever you want, Professor Yorkinovych..."
Anatole got up, laying out some song sheets on the piano in an order only he could understand. In other words, it was really jumbled and confusing. The second sheet for "Be Our Guest" lied right in the middle of the sheets for "Beauty and the Beast". Since the only dialogue he could find was included on the music sheets themselves, it would be challenging to decipher this mess. "Okay, does anyone know how to make copies of this stuff? I'm not really sure..." He muttered the last sentence under his breath, afraid Adam would criticize Anatole for being so idiotic. It was a situation where everyone thought it could be simple, but Anatole couldn't see a ball if it was coming right at him.
He brushed his hair to the side, tossing back his cloak as he sorted the sheets into little piles, still mismanaged. "Okay, is all the cast here?" His back was turned towards the door and the rest of them.
The room went silent as the door closed quietly. "Good morning, you lot."
A chill ran down Anatole's spine. He actually came? Yes, it was supposed to be a joke, casting a Transfiguration Professor in the main role. Part of it originated that he didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, especially since Rosie would make the perfect Belle... Without turning towards him, Anatole could hear his footsteps tap on the floor. They grew louder. He was getting closer.
The Gryffindor's face flushed red as he tried to come up with something to say. It was strange; Anatole, usually good with discussing with adults back in Tenbury, couldn't bring himself to speak to Sergei. All he had to do was turn around and say a few words, right? It couldn't be that hard...
"Evans," the Bulgarian snapped. Anatole turned, at first a little startled. The man was looming over the short lion cub, a sheet of paper in his hand. The cast list. "I have a question for you. Why am I cast as Belle, the female lead?"
Flustered, he took a breath. Why was this so hard? Yes, he was easily the tallest and oldest in the room. Maybe that had a factor? Was it because he addressed the boy by his surname? "Well, uh..." He scratched his head, watching the man's eyes grow wide like an eye emoji. Would saying the brute truth be simpler? "I thought you'd look good in a dress? As a bear?" Anatole exchanged a nervous glance at Eris, reaffirming his statement before he could even say it.
The boy crumbled up near the piano, as if it was his shield from the tame beast before him. "Is...uh...that okay? Y-You don't have to do it, I can recast you, but..." Anatole looked back into Sergei's dark eyes, shaking a little. He took a breath to control himself, taking the cast list from the man's grainy hands. "Whatever you want, Professor Yorkinovych..."
2 May 2018, 13:17
Sergei and the Beast!
Aurelia laid out all her make-up tools on one of the many dressing tables backstage. She had volunteered to do the hair and make-up for the cast. She owled her mother a few days ago to inform her about the news and she was sent a package the next day. Aurelia was excited when she tore open the box and found brand new, untouched bottles and pallets of makeup.
Aurelia was quite experience with make up. When she was in muggle England, back at home, she would always watch how her mother swept the brushes on her face. Aurelia had also put make up on for her older cousin, Parisse, when she visited occasionally. But the problem was that she'd never experimented her skills on a male, not to mention a grown man. She had only recently heard that the lead role, Belle, was in fact the transfiguration Professor Yornikovych. She wondered how she could actually put make up on his face, inclusive of his moustache on his upper lip as well as the stubble on his jaw would prove to be a challenge for Aurelia to make him look like the beautiful Belle in the movie.
All her tools and products were laid out nicely on the table. She peered from the red curtains to see how the others were doing. She was surprise to see Professor Yornikovych standing near Anatole somewhat talking to him. Anatole had his head down and seemed to be occupied or perhaps he was attempting to hide from the professor's cold stare. Aurelia knew she had to take this chance and also to save Anatole from his misery. She needed all the practice she could get before the actual production. She went up eagerly to the Professor.
"Um, Professor Yornikovych, would you mind if I take some of your time? You see, I've been assigned as a make up artist for the production and I need to know what look I should do for Belle. Don't worry, I would make you look as beautiful as possible." Aurelia said enthusiastically. She admitted, she was pretty nervous. She doubt Professor Yornikovych had make-up put on his face before.
"My tools are in the back, though its possible for me to do it here, where ever you feel the most comfortable," Said Aurelia as she scurried backstage to get her materials.
Aurelia was quite experience with make up. When she was in muggle England, back at home, she would always watch how her mother swept the brushes on her face. Aurelia had also put make up on for her older cousin, Parisse, when she visited occasionally. But the problem was that she'd never experimented her skills on a male, not to mention a grown man. She had only recently heard that the lead role, Belle, was in fact the transfiguration Professor Yornikovych. She wondered how she could actually put make up on his face, inclusive of his moustache on his upper lip as well as the stubble on his jaw would prove to be a challenge for Aurelia to make him look like the beautiful Belle in the movie.
All her tools and products were laid out nicely on the table. She peered from the red curtains to see how the others were doing. She was surprise to see Professor Yornikovych standing near Anatole somewhat talking to him. Anatole had his head down and seemed to be occupied or perhaps he was attempting to hide from the professor's cold stare. Aurelia knew she had to take this chance and also to save Anatole from his misery. She needed all the practice she could get before the actual production. She went up eagerly to the Professor.
"Um, Professor Yornikovych, would you mind if I take some of your time? You see, I've been assigned as a make up artist for the production and I need to know what look I should do for Belle. Don't worry, I would make you look as beautiful as possible." Aurelia said enthusiastically. She admitted, she was pretty nervous. She doubt Professor Yornikovych had make-up put on his face before.
"My tools are in the back, though its possible for me to do it here, where ever you feel the most comfortable," Said Aurelia as she scurried backstage to get her materials.
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“One can never be too careful,” STM — 5 | EVA — 19 | STR — 5 | WSD — 12 | ARC — 5 | ACC — 9 |
Lovely Creature — Evasive Manoeuvres — Monster Hunter — Terrible Presence
7 May 2018, 01:40
Sergei and the Beast!
It was nice to be surrounded by people he had just barely met, as weird as it sounded. The room was a pretty good size, he didn't feel claustrophobic about it in the slightest. He did a headcount of the people in the room, one, two, three, four, five, and six. Was that right? He recognized Anatole from a mile away, the Gryffindor always had a certain look in his eyes. Then Eris, it was hard not to spot the red head either. There was an awful amount of red heads in Gryffindor, was that just a normal thing? Maybe if he grew up with red hair, he would have been sorted into the courageous house.
Who were the others though? Reid struggled to put a name to a face and it made him a little sad since he's met them at least once. Well, at least the boy who sat down beside him was. They met at the snowball event in the most ridiculous way possible too, he was the one who landed the first hit if he remembered right. The details from their meeting was all a blur, but he distantly knew this student. Maybe he would find out soon enough since the same person took a seat beside him, a gesture he honestly silently thanked the boy for.
This was one of those moments where he wanted to meet and know the students in the room, but he didn't know how. "Adam." his features brightened, the name finally came to him. But that was pretty weird with how he just mimicked the name back towards the boy. A free hand swiftly combed his hair back, not that it was in his way. It was just messy and he wouldn't blame people for thinking he just crawled out of bed. "Sorry, I was having trouble remembering everyone's names here because I swear I've seen you and the others at least once. Maybe in the classes and stuff - but uh it's good you reminded me."
The Hufflepuff was rambling with his hand on the back of his neck, till he finally reeled himself back in from the atmosphere he ejected himself into. Earth to Reid; he was scatter brained as usual. Hopefully Adam could forgive him for that just this once. A light grin sat on his features, "But about this, I'd love to go over some lines because I really can't sing for the life of me. Which part do you play?" He flipped the text open, slowly turning the page before quickly looking back at him. "Oh and I'm Reid, forgot to mention that bit too. I'm a little all over the place, I think that snowball event really did my brain in."
"Trouble usually finds me."
13 May 2018, 06:58
Sergei and the Beast!
Adam laughed, glad to see someone else as confused about this production as he was. "Don't worry about it! With so many people here at the school, it's a miracle that anyone remembers anyone else's names, right?" He watched Reid brush his hair back uncomfortably, noting a few of the signs that Adam always experienced when he was in an awkward conversation. He smiled at the Hufflepuff boy as Reid opened up his copy of the book, almost forgetting to answer his question before it was too late.
"Oh! Sorry about that. Apparently, I'm LeFou. He's kind of like Gaston's servant, and he's pretty much an idiot. I think Anatole knew exactly what he was doing putting me in this role, too, given that he'll be Gaston. It figures." Realizing that he was talking way too much about his own problems, Adam shook his head and sighed. "Sorry. That's...not important right now. Nice to officially meet you, Reid. Don't worry about the singing thing; I'm pretty sure that none of us can do that, much less act. This is more for fun, I think. After all, the play's called Sergei and the Beast. We couldn't be less serious."
Still laughing a little bit, Adam looked out across the room to see if anyone else had found their way in. To his surprise, Professor Yornikovych was standing next to Anatole, making the other boy look beyond uncomfortable. It made Adam smirk, just a little bit. This play was going to be an interesting endeavor. That much was for sure.
"Oh! Sorry about that. Apparently, I'm LeFou. He's kind of like Gaston's servant, and he's pretty much an idiot. I think Anatole knew exactly what he was doing putting me in this role, too, given that he'll be Gaston. It figures." Realizing that he was talking way too much about his own problems, Adam shook his head and sighed. "Sorry. That's...not important right now. Nice to officially meet you, Reid. Don't worry about the singing thing; I'm pretty sure that none of us can do that, much less act. This is more for fun, I think. After all, the play's called Sergei and the Beast. We couldn't be less serious."
Still laughing a little bit, Adam looked out across the room to see if anyone else had found their way in. To his surprise, Professor Yornikovych was standing next to Anatole, making the other boy look beyond uncomfortable. It made Adam smirk, just a little bit. This play was going to be an interesting endeavor. That much was for sure.