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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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[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.

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

Nope.

We have...lessee...rum or tequila, at the moment.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

I like rum. *remembers the last Talk Like a Pirate Day, which he seems to have skipped* Thank you very much. *pause* Should I fetch it, or ...?

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

*passes over a bottle and glass*

*stretches over to get another glass*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*takes them, and pours only a little for himself--still self-conscious about imposing on them--before passing the bottle over*

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

*one or two will have a drink, the rest won't; they'll all stretch out comfortably*

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*settles against (the wall of the van?), smiling and watching them* You guys are really comfortable together. It's nice.

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

*smiles back*

We've known each other for aaaages.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

How long?

[tragedians.livejournal.com]

Preschool. *gesturing at three of the others*

Elementary.