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[ay_my_lord]

*Horatio has been trying to keep himself occupied since he and Hamlet had begun to grow distant--working odd jobs, programming, re-engineering his computer a bit for the fun of it. now, though, he finds himself wondering whether more social pleasures might be better ways to spend his time, and so he is knocking on the door of the tragedians' ... van* Excuse me? Excuse me, do you ... hold auditions?

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[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

And you're good at it, too--but you're all prettier than I am. *smile* We start rehearsing when Oedipus is over, right?

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

Aw, no, you're cute.

Yeah, right after.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Okay. Do I need to make my own costume, or do you think you'll have anything to fit me?

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

We probably have something to fit.

Check out the dresses back there. *gestures*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*if he had a to-do list for life, he would be crossing off about eight different things tonight alone. so he'll stoop and clamber into the back of the van, shuffling through costumes and seeking out dresses that are good for guys with broad shoulders. that are correctly period. (thank goodness for the eighties and their weird thing with shoulderpads.)*

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

*he'll probably find one that fits in places and doesn't in others, but they can sew well enough*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*then so he will--asking, once he's discovered it* Will this work? *it's kind of demure and black and floral, with lacy bits in places and a swingy skirt*

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

*grins* That one's awesome.

We'll work out the sewing stuff once we're done with Oedipus.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Thank you. *smile* You've really been patient with me ... I'm glad to have this chance.

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

We're glad to have you!

Now we can do plays with more people.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*laughs* I'm glad to help, then! Do you make any money from this?

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

Some.

Not a lot.

People don't always like tragedy.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

No, I guess not. How do you make money, then? *innocently curious*

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

We do, er...special performances.

Private performances.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

Oh?

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*a little confused* So people will pay more for tragedies just for them, than they will for tragedies that anyone can see in the park?

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

...no.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*looks around at them* ... oh.

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

*are not sure if he's got it*

Get it?

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

I think so. *sheepish* I don't think I'll be able to help much with those.

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

It's okay. *reaches over and fluffs Horatio's hair*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*leans into the fluffing a little* Thanks.

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

Thanks for coming over tonight, by the way.

We'll call you when we're done with Oedipus.

Want a drink?

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

That sounds like fun ... if it's not an imposition, that is.